As a kid I always loved cars. Ferraris, Lambos, Maserati (the Bora is still a gorgeous car), Lancia, Panteras, the mid-engines. So amazing.
Then when got older, we became a Honda family because we got tired of fixing all the US cars (although I like a lot of current day US cars, there are really a lot of good ones now). And that got me interested in the Honda/McLaren F1 partnership. Senna. The mid-engine NSX. So much awesome.
And then the F1. Was something so lustworthy. So pure. So insane. So clean. It's wacky that the car could be all those things.
So I finally had the $ to get a super car. I'm going to get a 458. My mind is set. I just wasn't sure if it would be black or red. I go down to test drive them. The coupe is great (not a fan of the spider--despite it's gorgeous looks). It was a serious upgrade from my vette (great car by the way). Ready to plunk my cash down. Dealer says why dont you try the Mac. It kind of melted my mind.
It was instantly clear right after I hammered the gas, the car was a terrorist. Right at that instant, I knew I was getting the car. If you love sheer, brutal, exacting performance, it's not clear to me how you could possibly come to any other conclusion. Driving the car is like being on shrooms, while being shot out of a rocket catapult, and folding fractal factorials to find alien life.
All those little bits ended up being a thread that just gave me a positive intuition/feeling for the thing.