2008 Dodge Viper Srt-10 Coupe 2-door 8.4l on 2040-cars

Imagine, you're driving along on a Sunday afternoon. Everyone you look at is looking back at you. As you pull up to a stop light, someone in the coffee shop on the corner stands up wide-eyed, and mouths "Wow!", knocking over his fat-free latte in the process and shorting out his Macbook Air, which emits a pleasing curl of white smoke.  A group of coeds stream out from the book store opposite.  When they notice you, they let out a whoop, and one of them shimmies seductively.  The tall one, all blonde hair and attitidude, lifts her shirt before strutting off around the corner, hips-a-wiggling to the astonished cries of her friends.  The light turns green, you shift into gear, and ease away.  You can feel dozens of eyes still watching you, but as you ease your foot ever so slightly down on the accelerator, the unforgettable sight of a topless young beauty is suddenly forgettable.  The rear tires fight for traction as the needle on the tachometer hits 1500 RPM.  You're hardly on the gas, but the engine jumps to life and it's all you can do to keep the car in a straight line.  But you've got it.  You ease down your right foot a touch more, balancing the urge of the rear tires to break loose and your own urge to send your charge at full speed down the road ahead.   Within seconds you've shifted from first to second, then third, and now fourth, your shifts crisp and clean, as you marshal the relentless tug-of-war between the huge motor and the mammouth rear tires.  Now you're on the open road, 100 MPH a distant memory, but the faster you drive, the more the car sticks to the road.  There's no danger, because the other cars pull to the side in reverent gesture to the beast that has been unleashed on the road they are not worthy to share...

Ok, I did say imagine.  It might not happen exactly like that (editor's note, the preceeding dream sequence was performed on a closed road by a professional driver), but if you were the proud owner of a 2008 Snakeskin Green Viper Coupe, wielding 600 HP and 560 ft/lbs of torque, you might be surprised at what you see, trust me on that ;-) and what you can do.  If your dreams consist of heading over to Home Depot and loading up the family vehicle with a year's supply of mulch and spackle, you'd better have a VERY small yard if the vehicle in question is a Dodge Viper.  And chances are, it's lack of fold-down rear seat and hoseable trunk mats will have already put you off.  Alternatively, if your idea of a green car has nothing to do with the color of the paint, the Viper's 8.4L V10 might just raise a red flag or two on your econometer.  So, the Viper is a special car.  It isn't practical.  It has only one cup holder, and a trunk barely big enough to hold a magnum of Champagne.  It's tires are so wide, even if you were foolish enough to take it to a car wash, it wouldn't fit on the tracks.  When you climb into a Viper, you need an instruction manual and a deep breath.  When you climb back out again, you need a plan and asbestos pants.  But I can assure you, it is all worth it.  I've had my fun.  I need to save some money so I have at least a 10% chance of retiring before I keel over at my desk while telling someone, for the very last time, that I think they are on mute because I can't hear them.  So, please, take me out of my misery.  Give a guy a chance to live a little more.  Buy my car...go on..do it!