While visiting Knockhill to grab a few pics during a tack day, and dressed in waterproofs with a wooly bunnet loking like something the cat dragged in, I spotted a McLaren in the paddock and was trying to grab a pic of it when a chap came over and asked if I would like to see it with the doors opened, he even fired the engine up and gave it a few blips, what a nice guy...???
I may have typed this story before, if I have please forgive me.
I type of one who is nothing more than a one time m/cycle enthusiast who "progressed" to be come a car nut. Sure it felt good to enjoy machinery I had restored from close to scrap, however, I did not enjoy the "pose value" of interesting machinery to the extent that not even my neighbours were generally aware of whatever classic I might have to hand for rare jaunts out in the sun, as I ever kept whatever I had at the time tucked away in the garage.... none of that parked out front for everyone to admire...!
One day a few years back my good lady was driving my then circa 11 year old 1982 guards red 911, a car I bought with vandalised paintwork, inoperable clutch, broken valve springs and more, which took a fair bit of my time effort and money for me to resolve... Sitting at traffic lights had not noticed her brother sitting at the same lights on the opposite side of the road with a few of his colleagues sitting in his car.... One of them on seeing the 911 across the road said look at that rich bi.ch sitting in her Porsche... The rest is history.
I also have an acquaintance who could be the ENVY of many a wealthy chap, yet unfortunately such is his nature that he occasionally displays envy relative to others on occasion... Go figure.
A window cleaner I once knew through my conversations with his boss about classic cars etc, once said during one such conversation, I know you guys enjoy your cars, and I will never have one, but my wee baby boy gives me all the pleasure in life I need ...... The sad truth is the child died waiting for an ambulance some years back....
Yeah I could have made all these little tales up, but it is all so very true..both good and bad.
The mix of human nature is such that I suspect those who suffer envy are indeed poor souls, when they may be partially blinded by THEIR nature, to the extent that they fail to feel any kind of joy out of seeing someone else in or on any kind of interesting machine... ?
BTW... My old +8 is of the handbuilt variety which is important to me, given it acts as a "modern" substitute for the truly vintage vehicles which I greatly admire but am never likely to afford to buy..