Thursday, April 9, 2009
Around here in Northeast Wisconsin, I get excited when I see one 350z in a day, so it's hard for me to beleive that people in Chicago, Beverly Hills (and the rest of coastal California), and New York see exotics every day and can just walk into a Bugatti dealership without taking a plane halfway across the country. Many of you who live in these areas barely blink at every Lamborghini and Ferrari that goes by on the street. Here, I've only seen one Lamborghini running within 50 miles of my home, and another at a car show.
When I go to northern Chicago, it's like I'm in a whole new world. I see Porsches and Bentleys almost every mile on the highway, and everyone seems to drive BMWs or Mercedes-Benzes. It feels like the area likes me, and I try to take as many photos as I can. You can think of yourself as lucky, because I freeze (it snowed again Sunday) AND barely see any cars worth mentioning. Photo, from mudcrutch.com, is of a street just outside Beverly Hills.
