
My brother and I were driving to my parents’ house when a guy with a cheesy smile and slicked back hair flew down the freeway and merrily cut us off. His ride? A neon Ferrari. His penis? “Exceptionally small,” my brother determined. “Now that guy over there—the one in the dilapidated van—clearly he doesn’t need to compensate. See that look of self-assurance?” “I think he’s high,” I said with a frown. “Nope—it’s the look of self-assurance. Because he has testicles the size of grapefruits.”
Whether you subscribe to the theory that guys who drive Hummers are hung like field mice and gents who drive unassuming cars are packing footlongs, there is scientific evidence that the car we drive does have a direct correlation with our sex drive. In many bird species, the males build flashy, elaborate nests in the hope of luring a female into its “plush backseat.” And unsurprisingly, a study in the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology found that men seeking a quick hookup are more willing to blow money on a showy car. “Cars are one of the most public displays we make to create a first impression,” noted study author Geoffrey Miller, PhD. And men aren’t the only ones broadcasting their persona via their car—a female that buys a peppy convertible, for example, may do so to convey her openness and assertiveness. If you’re like me and have a fetish for classic cars, you’re now faced with an amusing conundrum: Is driving a zippy T-Bird or 50s corvette the equivalent of wearing a miniskirt sans panties?
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