I’ve often said if that I were to ever win the lottery, I would own a Porshe. Yes, my entire plan is to win money from gambling. I have lofty goals.
With that said, the idea of owning a Porshe covered in gold leaf has never occurred to me. I guess those goals weren’t lofty enough.
I don’t know if I have the proper words to describe this car. It’s sort of weird looking to me and that poor person that lives inside my head is somewhat appalled, but then I have a moment of thinking that I could collectively blind everyone as I sped down the Interstate driving this puppy. I can also imagine that folks would follow me down the road asking for autographs and handouts.
You never know, it could happen.
Porshe has been around since 1931. I can imagine that back when founder Ferdinand Porsche was sitting around talking to his peeps that at least one of them said “Hey Ferdy! I have a great idea. Let’s cover the car in gold in 2008 because that would just be plum groovy and will totally freak people out!” And thus a nefarious plot of intrigue and glory was embarked upon only to boggle the minds of future generations although you would think they would have been talking about gold-plated spaceships that H.G. Wells predicted. I would have loved to be there for that conversation. Fly on the wall, I’m telling you.
It doesn’t appear that the gold Porshe is for consumer consumption, but, ahh, to dream.