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owned by.....
built by.......
driven by......
all different people.
i'm not seeing the fun of ownership there.
Its a drag racer. Its all about giving a metric shit-ton of money to a guy who knows auto parts really well, and can bolt them together to make a car that creates alot of power and puts it to the ground. While he's doing this, you find a guy who can drive this expensive thing better than you can, so your toy gets the best timeslip possible.
The timeslip is point of your entire hobby, because it leads to this:
For years to come, years and years and years, you tell everyone you meet about that timeslip and how badass your car is (or was), comfortable in the knowledge that you can win the richest-guy/biggest-penis-size contest in any given group of car buffs. In fact, you trailer around your expensive toy to all the local car shows, with a big blown-up laminated photcopy of that timeslip to lean against the fender while the hood is up to show off the engine. Sometimes you forgo the trailer and actually drive to the car show, to prove to your buddies that you're a real man and its a real car. At the car show you sit in a folding chair next to the car and wait for people to tell you how badass it is (and therefore how badass YOU are). In fact, you put videos on the internet to show people how awesome this machine you paid for is. YOU had the ability to pay for it! You are gratified immensely by all this.
The only time you miss car shows is when you pay a visit to the local gunshow on occasion, where you don't buy anything but simply walk around all day showing people your limited edition, consecutive serial numbered Colt single action army pistols in their presentation case. They aren't for sale, you just want to show them to everyone. You are gratified immensely by all this.
Need I continue?