Two years ago I moved to Atlanta and had to sell my V8 260. It was my fifth S30, and I almost cried when the new owner drove it away.
For a daily driver, I'm in a twin turbo 3-series BMW. 300 HP, 26mpg, 6-speed... On the surface, it's nearly everything an enthusiast would want in a daily driver. So why am I spending so much time looking longingly at BRZ's and used Boxsters? There's just something about the BMW that is the polar opposite of the Z. Driving the BMW is a smart thing. Driving an S30 is an act of passion.
Sadly, I find myself hoping that someone rear-ends me in this horrible Atlanta traffic so I can justify getting another z.
I don't suppose there's any cure for this affliction, is there?