Update:
Follow @driversyndicate on Twitter and use "#carguyconfessions" for a chance to see your Confessions every Friday!
Car enthusiasts do embarrassing, pathetic, funny, and sometimes inexplicably stupid things to identify with one another. We've all done it. The truth is, car people are the George Costanza's of the world: we know a lot about nothing, we like to argue, and most of us have a receding hairline. Instead of touchdowns and home runs, we look forward to the chance encounters with automotive culture in our daily lives. So, whenever opportunities present themselves, we tend to capitalize--often at all costs.
Here is an example:
"Last week I followed this guy in a Ferrari for 8 miles just to give him 'the nod.' When I finally caught up to him, he gave me the finger and sped off."
Obviously, they don't always work out.
And that is exactly what Confessions of a Car Guy is looking for. This series of posts will depend on you, the reader, and your embarrassing moments trying to identify with your fellow combustion comrades.
Have you ever taken a selfie with an exotic car you spotted, just to realize the guy's girlfriend was in the passenger seat? Yeah, we thought so.
So here is how it works:
Each week, The Driver's Syndicate will post a "Confessions of a Car Guy" status every Monday and Wednesday on our Facebook Page (so if you haven't "liked" our page, click on the link or visit the sidebar to do so). Confessions can be submitted via comment to the posting and by using the hashtag #carguyconfessions.
Each Friday, the best confessions will be shared in a weekly compilation post here (thedriversyndicate.com if you forgot).
In honor of our inaugural Confession Friday, we will go first--check back tomorrow.
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