What IS it about the Aston Martin & the mere male? Is it the empowerment he gets from sitting at the wheel that makes him feel like he wants to pursue his dreams, protect his extended family from the mafia, and pack a handgun in his glovebox? I mean, it’s a man’s birthright to drive a fuel guzzling sportscar at least once in his life, right?! And in fact to drive an Aston Martin would mean you’d be doing so at face-melting speeds while tipping your head back into the cradle of the head-rest and shouting at the Lord Almighty!
The Aston is an exotic breed. So much so, it won’t bother you if your month’s salary has disappeared in 3 hours. Or that the carbon footprint would be the size of King Kong’s. Perhaps it wouldn’t even bother you that it has a standard kit like the sports muffler, carbon fibre engine bay kit, a full alcantara interior and serial numbered plaques (only 30 of course)…because it’s an Aston Martin! That’s all that matters right!
Now let’s get back to the ONLY 30 that are going to be manufactured.
Like what?! What sort of monopoly is that? You KNOW that only the mega-wealthy are going to be ‘in’ to buy one of these. In fact, when the new Bentley was released with only 100 manufactured for the UK, a top sports star bought one and was on the delivery wait list for 6 months. So for the average Jo Bloeeeeee, it’s an impossible dream…or is it?