I can't believe you guys almost had me fooled. When I first saw the test car that was parked outside my house and - since I live in an area where public illumination is pretty much non-existent – I couldn't see the fact that it was a convertible. So, I started doing what I do best, I used my magic knuckles and I knocked every part of the car to see what the fuss is about. Sort of like a virtual test drive before the actual test drive, just to see what I was supposed to expect.
Well, when I reached the canvas top something went wrong, since I wasn't expecting anything that soft at touch. So, obviously, I freaked out and made a run for it. Except, since it was dark, I stepped on the wrong part of a rake. I believe you can guess what happened next...
Anyway, when I woke up the next day I finally saw that it's a convertible. And a nice one, I might add. Naturally, the most prestigious piece of pure elegance is the white and blue logo on the hood. I just love BMWs, did I mention this before? Too bad this one didn't have a diesel engine under that long hood and all wheel drive, than it would have been perfect for my summer raccoon hunting sessions.
Those little rascals are always in my truck's blind spot whenever I'm going hunting for next week's lunch. Did you know their meat is even tastier when mixed with squirrel? Plus, I also have a nice collection of raccoon hats. They're my most expensive piece of clothing.
A convertible would be perfect for one major reason. No blind spots! Which means the little bastards would have nowhere to hide from my 12-gauge Remington. Oh well, since it's only rear-wheel drive and no diesel engine, I'm afraid I going to say pass, although, come to think of it, you can always use it to pick up chicks. Yeah, that sold me, I would actually like one just for that reason.