I drive a roadster myself. Recently I’ve noticed that to get out of it, I have to lift my left leg up with my arms and set my foot on the ground, otherwise I get a sartorius muscle strain. I now understand why used roadsters are so cheap: there is only a tiny window where you’re old enough to afford one but young enough to actually get in and out of it.
A convertible that I had have tuned to the max and foiled and re-seated to my liking in my favorite colors. It looked awesome in my head.
Then my pimp-mobile came. And I always was the center of attention. Which I, a very private person, highly disliked but gloriously failed to predict.
Also it was horrible to drive for >30mins because you basically had your nuts on the ground and felt every Lil pebble on the road.
Few months later I sold the car and bought one which basically made me invisible. One that only >70yrs olds drive here 😁
I drive a roadster myself. Recently I’ve noticed that to get out of it, I have to lift my left leg up with my arms and set my foot on the ground, otherwise I get a sartorius muscle strain. I now understand why used roadsters are so cheap: there is only a tiny window where you’re old enough to afford one but young enough to actually get in and out of it.