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Originally Posted by REAL 1

The Cobra, well we all know what thats like. Loud, hot, exhaust fumes, vibration and rumble from that monsterous V8, doors that feel like Doritos and the sense that if you put your foot in it at the wrong moment at the wrong time on any turn it could be your last. Its sensory overload. 45 minutes in a Cobra on a hot summer day, you can't taste, your ears ring, your hair looks like its you stuck your finger in a electrical socket, you smell like V8 exhaust and your all sweaty.... In short, tt doesn't get much better for the true Cobra nut and muscle car guy.

The Cobra is that hot chick with the belly button ring and the tattoo above her arse that you can only take for a few hours, get your fill and want to leave only to find yourself wanting to go back for more very soon thereafter.

Know this well. At times after a long drive the vibration and sensory overload takes a few hours to leave my brain. Overload? I think that says it all. Equally as intense, or more, than my bike riding riding days. Fortunately with the cobra if I forget to put my foot down I don't fall over like I did on the bike...