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If I was put in a position where I could never drive again, I'd try to get a horse. I think it goes back to our primal feeling of success in learning how to finally bypass walking and move on to something much, much more efficient. It's a symbol of how we've increased our capability as a species significantly. Moreover, unlike planes and trains and buses, you get to have one of these wonderful machines all to yourself. You can listen to the music you want to listen to as loud as you want. You can roll down the windows or crank the a/c. You get to decide at any given moment where you want to go and you get to go there in customized comfort. Beyond that you can modify your car's appearance and performance in myriad ways. My previous car was this ostentatious rice burner that would hiss at people as my blow-off valve released excess pressure from the turbo, presumably to the chagrin to the automotive conservatives. It was a blast to drive. As soon as the turbo lag finally gave way to the boost, the car would accelerate like it was an Alaska governor moving into the public eye. Not that I ever breached the rules of the road. Safety First.
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