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Y'know Matt, I hadn't even thought of that aspect of it. There's a (probably warped) smug satisfaction in bein' able to pop the top up when you stop for a light, while all about you are wishin' you major downpour because of their own inability to go topless. I wouldn't lose that ability for damn near anything. (of course, all of my prior experience with ragtops havin' been with the archaic "set-the-main-bar-in-place, spread-the-spreader-bars, n'-spend-the-next-15-minutes-streatchin'-n'-snappin'-the-top-in-place" system that was involved with owning an Austin-Healey might've jus' tainted my views on convertible tops a wee bit)
6 seconds ya say? Damn.
(I hear Mugen's got a chip that can get it down to 4 n' a half. Top racin'. It's inevitable)
Be well.
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