I took my mum to the doctor's today,.. and came across this article in Car and Driver July 2012,...

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Allow me to highlight the parts that had me gobsmacked... (I'm afraid I will have to highlight the majority of the article)...
Quote:I've loved cars ever since the day, as a li'l jasper, I found one under the tree on Christmas morning. Not a toy, but a real Rambler! (that's a big tree!)
I paid Dad's chauffeur to give me driving lessons, but I was too young to go out on the public roads. So we'd zoom around the back nine of the Oakland Hills Country Club. Gosh, those golfers were hopping mad, even if I did have the chauffeur yell "fore" whenever we drove over a green! Guess they didn't know who my dad was.
Got my own car with my own money when I was 15. I didn't think it would be moral to get a car for free just because my dad was the boss of the company, so I bought a used Nash Metropolitan convertible with money I'd made running a credit-default-swaps stand. (is that anything like a lemonade stand?) .
I used part (part!?) of my weekly allowance to have one of our maids wash it every day. A dirty car says "dirty person."(he still got an allowance?,... after "running a credit-default-swaps stand"?,.. whatever that is)...(Where exactly do you run a "credit-default-swaps-stand?)(Who pays a 15 yr old to do credit-default-swaps?... from a stand???(is this an entirely insane concept?,.. or is it just me?)...)
That little puddle jumper was so tiny I could drive it around inside our house. Boy, was dad steamed the time I backed it into the middle of a prayer meeting!(My dad, would have killed me. if I drove the car in the house)
But then I had to get rid of the Metro. Driving around with the top down made an awful mess of my hair. Messy hair, messy person!(Messy hair, messy person?... God, I'm sunk!)
I swear,.. this is the most supremely elitist, ass, I could ever imagine!...
He used part of his "
weekly allowance to have one of our maids wash it every day."?....
I
made my "allowance",.. washing cars, and mowing yards...
He paid one of his maids, with just a part of his allowance to wash his,... everyday...
(I wonder if he knows,.. that maid, blew snot on the steering wheel,... every day)...
If there's a god,.. he'll strike this man down with a hemorroid big enough to suffocate him...

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