Part 3 of 3-- RCR at NY Auto Show

Опубликовано 12 мая 2014, 13:30

I feel like I might have misrepresented myself a bit in the last article. We loved the New York International Auto Show. It was sensory overload taken to its logical conclusion: a hyperventilating, aggressive enthusiasm about cars you've never gotten to touch before. The sights, the sounds, the lights, the well-ventilated showrooms and spacious media center where I could have sat and gotten some writing done if I wasn't terrified that the entire show would disappear if I stopped for five minutes, as if it were some kind of illusion that required constant immersion to maintain. There was a fearsome, daunting symmetry to the Auto Show. Everything was where it belonged.

Well, except for Mr. Regular and myself, as we both felt a penetrating sense of unworthiness.