The Prius is from Venus. The Lotus is from Mars.
Peter Cheney - THEGLOBEANDMAIL
- May 08, 2012
Now I know. I'm afraid I have the same affliction as Peter! --Ed.
I have never lived in Utah, and I love only one woman. And yet there is a part of me that is a polygamist. The part Im referring to, of course, is my automotive side. Which explains my relationship with the Toyota Prius and the Lotus Evora S.
Its hard to imagine two more radically different machines. The Prius is quiet. Its fuel-efficient. It has a luggage compartment big enough to swallow a kayak. And driving a Prius has all the thrill of operating a kitchen appliance (and not one of the exciting ones, like a blender or a corn-popper)
The Lotus, on the other hand, is a low-slung sports machine that makes a trip to Loblaws feel like a record lap at the Nurburgring. It has scalpel-like steering, a 285-km/h top speed and an exhaust note that, depending on the occasion, sounds like a supercharged saxophone or a jungle cat undergoing a proctological examination.
The Prius is from Venus. The Lotus is from Mars. And I love them both. Until last week, I never gave my diverse automotive preferences much thought. Then I got a Tweet from a reader who spotted my new Lotus: That completely makes up for you liking the Prius, he wrote.
This got me thinking about the taxonomy of motorized passion. Many enthusiasts are wedded to a single class of vehicle (old British roadsters, Italian supercars, jacked-up four-wheelers, etc.). But I find myself pulled toward a wide range of rides, from Porsche race cars to modified Jeeps to postwar classics. And then theres the Prius, which is one of my favourite vehicles, much to the consternation of my car nut friends.... [Read More]