So the conclusion seems to be that most people are paying extra money for performance capabilities that they choose not to use, 'cause I DO go faster/quicker in my Insight than most.
on topic, i can say that i agree with the idea above. i know the insight is
right for me, as during our test drive, my wife and i were having a ball
smacking people off the line at redlights and so forth. we were tickled pink
with the acceleration of the insight.
do i make the claim that these people we were beating had any clue we were
"racing" them? not in the least. mostly it was a various array of clueless
looking middleaged women who seemed to be driving automobiles they chose because
Reader's Digest scored them high marks for "safety"; but what is important,
since *i* am going to drive the car, and *she* is going to drive the car, and
neither one of us are going NHRA top fuel nationals with the insight, is the
subjective. in our case, we found the car to be powerful enough; and especially
so given light to something she told me once:
we were driving somewhere; talking about cars nowadays -- hulking death rams
drawn by 400 HP charged with the task of dragging the 5000 lbs of iron, comfortably
suspended and climatrolled with satellite DVD navigation in dolby surround sound
and professional sound-booth quality insulation from the rest of the universe
which surrounds them, from "A to B" in a mind-numbing fashion -- and how, even
with all the wild power claims these things have, the people driving them will
likely never realize that power as if they even do inadvertantly drop the hammer
on their splendidly lobotimized hippomobile, the sensation of the automatic
transmission losing its tenative watery grip on reality by tumbling towards recall
gear-by-gear, roughly two full seconds *after* required throttle input was given, as it
brings the RPM of the engine up to the stratastrophic nose-bleed height of
some 4000 and change, eliciting such a heinous shrieking from the NASCAR bred
lump of iron between their front wheels as to convince them stoutly that they're
going to *break* the vehicle about which they care more of its resale value in
*four years time* than its ability to take a proper corner *now*, will make them,
in despite of being in the middle of a 65-70 mph moving neighbourhood of traffic, find
the genious inspiration to hop onto the brake pedal in a shocking display of "carefulness".
she told me that, for me, even tho my little 11 year old civic may have had only ~120 odd
HP max at the factory when freshly born, i get *all* of whatever-remains-of-that-120 HP
out of it in my driving; whereas they will likely only drive at about 40% of the car's
potential, provided you've subtracted all the straight lines out of their travels...
or something to that effect.
suffice it to say that the insight, to me, transcends in power the weary adjectives
of "spunky", "peppy", "zippy" to the point where i could say that for anyone who has
the presence of mind to look at the reality and math of the situation brought forth
in the insight, it can haul quite a bit of any part of your body i'd rather not have
to run the risk of having edited out by the moderators.
anyway, all that non-withstanding, it is a proper car for the driver who
fancies paying attention, and enjoys the rewards of doing so.
edit: oops. forgot to turn on BBCode for the quote thing.