Given the recent events of pilots napping and missing their Minneapolis landing, I came up with multiple reasons to skip the airport altogether.
Even better, make that trip in a classic muscle car. It’s much more fun. Besides, as enthusiasts we already know that a muscle car commute is always considered a First Class seat.
Here’s the Top 25 reasons why driving (a muscle car) instead of flying makes better sense:
1) Those with sensitive sinuses don’t have to worry about aches and pains associated with fly-travel. Chewing gum in the car is just to freshen your breath.
2) You can pit-stop anytime. If there isn’t a rest area or service station, pull over. Uh, let nature take its course.
3) An average mechanic can wrench on a muscle car. Planes, well, they’re a bit more complicated and, uh, bigger.
4) Fill ‘er up. Pumping gas is a great way to meet people. Especially pulling up in a big block Corvette equipped with side pipe exhaust. Eyes will be glued to your ride. Then you. Just try it sometime .
5) Sit with room to spare. Even in the smallest muscle car, say, an AC Cobra, there’s still more room than on a plane. I’ll take an older Chevy with a knee-knock-tach than a knee-knock chair in front of you any day.
6) Turbines ain’t got nothing (sound-wise) on a stroker motor with open headers.
7) Muscle cars each have their own personality. Planes are just that, plain. Basically all the same, a mass- transit vessel.
8) Haven’t seen a tricked out plane, yet. Wait, Snoop had a pimped out ride (Soul Plane?), but that’s the lone exception.
9) Can’t cruise in a plane. You’re not going to be seen and if you are noticed, it’s not for good reasons.
10) Mile High Club doesn’t hold a candle (space-wise) to the back seat of an Impala.
11) You can whip a donut, car-wise. Not sure you’d be able to in a plane. Legally, that is.
12) You can burn rubber repeatedly in a muscle car. For planes, there’s no such thing as an air-burnout.
13) You can drive a beater muscle car. Don’t even think about piloting a beater plane.
14) There’s no layovers in cars. Unless you’re driving cross-country, say, bringing home your new barn find. Then it’s part of the ride and overall experience.
15) Muscle cars smell better. You can at least open up the window to let fresh air in. Window-opening on a on a plane is a big no-no.
16) The only turbulence is created by you, for you. Lift up or floor the throttle to your belly’s content.
17) No holiday lines or crowds to have to sift through.
18) No baggage claim wait. ‘Nuff said.
19) Road trips (and their unexpected twist and turns) are more fun than layovers.
20) You can’t impress anyone (especially the opposite sex) on a plane. You’re not driving.
21) Washing a car is fun. Hosing down a plane, well, that’s… time- consuming.
22) You can’t get shot down in a plane… and live to tell about it. In a muscle car, well, taking smack about the other guy’s ride is just part of the game.
23) No matter how fast a muscle car (Hemis included), they can’t get caught in between a time continuum and, either: a) crash land on Dinosaur Island; or, b) bring you back to the past… to meet your still-dating parents. Wait, unless it’s a DeLorean we’re talking about- and they really aren’t a true muscle car anyways.
24) Clark-Griswold-like-tradition-annual-trek-in-the-family-truckster: priceless.
25) No autopilot. Unless this is The Jetsons cartoon come to life, we shouldn’t have to worry about this. Wait a sec. Cruise control is totally irrelevant here.
Remember, always buckle up. And make sure your muscle car is safe. Safely grounded, that is.