waz
Registered Member
I posted this over at Genesis Coupe.com:
Well on February 27, 2016, after owning my 2010 3.8 GT Coupe for almost 6 years, I succumbed to the dark side and became the proud lessee of a 2015 3.8 Ultimate Genesis Sedan.
Holy guano, Batman...the car drives itself! It steers itself! it stops itself! It flashes a Bat signal on the ground as I approach it! and if I download the right app, it'll do my taxes by April 15th (OK - I'm kiddin' about that last part).
The ride is supple, like Olga Korbut on steroids. The door closes with a whispered "thunk", as opposed to my Coupe, whose closing door emits a "clang" like slamming the hatch on a submarine. The steering wheel is covered in unicorn hide, as soft as Elle Macpherson's left hiney cheek. The 8 speed automatic transmission shifts like it's stirring honey. The list of painful metaphors could go on for a while.
3 months ago I would have never thought I would drive such a plush "old man's car" as the GS, but then I realized 3 things:
1) I am an old man! At 57, if I was ever gonna get a luxury barge... er, car, I'd better make it now, before I retire and have to live off of cat food on crackers and baked beans.
2) Despite my eligibility for AARP, I have 2 monstrously tall teenage kids (13 & 14 years old) whom I have to pick up from school, and lately (since their last growth spurt) they have been fighting over the seating arrangement in my Coupe - the loser gets the rear package shelf...er, seat.
3) The February lease deals on left over 2015 Genesis sedans were incredible and not likely to be seen again in my lifetime.
Apparently there's not a huge number of people who want to spend $50K on a Hyundai, despite all the glowing reviews favorably comparing the Genesis to Lexus GS, Beemer 5 series, Audi A6, and MB E class, so:
a) the discounts were astronomical (almost $10 grand on my car,
and up to $15 large on 5.0 V8s),
b) the "money factor" (car salesmen-ese for "interest rate") was
dirt cheap, near 2%, and...
c) the car had been sitting on the lot for almost a year, so the sales
manager was so eager to sell it that he threw in the "stealer
prep" package (nitrogen in the tires, window tint, miraculous
molecular fusion paint sealant, etc.) that is worth (so they say)
$1995, for free!
They were so ready to get rid of the thing that I made the entire sales force dance the Macarena on the show room floor, and had the GM push a peanut with his nose around the used car lot. I'm so ashamed, but in a gleeful way.
On top of all that I finagled a set of all weather floor mats for zero, zilch, nada dolores! I'm such a cheap bastidge! Word has gotten out, and now car salesmen flee at my approach, like cockroaches from a flashlight. (Sorry for the comparison, all you "auto procurers" out there).
So how much, you ask, is it for this post-modern, technological marvel that has often been mistaken for an Aston Martin??
$336 per month! For 3 years! Hell, my cell phone bill is almost there. That's 10 trips to McDonalds every 30 days. That's affordable for even a lowly high school teacher like myself!
But don't worry, all you GC lovers, I'm keeping my Coupe to have fun with on the weekends; I'll be tossing it around on the local mountain roads for at least another 6 years.
I detailed her this weekend so she would know I still loved her, and she still looks like new. (I'll stop with the somewhat creepy gender-biased personifications now).
Okay, let the flames begin. Heap scorn on my sorry ass for selling out to comfort and opulence - I don't mind.
Because my trunk opens automatically and yours don't.
Well on February 27, 2016, after owning my 2010 3.8 GT Coupe for almost 6 years, I succumbed to the dark side and became the proud lessee of a 2015 3.8 Ultimate Genesis Sedan.
Holy guano, Batman...the car drives itself! It steers itself! it stops itself! It flashes a Bat signal on the ground as I approach it! and if I download the right app, it'll do my taxes by April 15th (OK - I'm kiddin' about that last part).
The ride is supple, like Olga Korbut on steroids. The door closes with a whispered "thunk", as opposed to my Coupe, whose closing door emits a "clang" like slamming the hatch on a submarine. The steering wheel is covered in unicorn hide, as soft as Elle Macpherson's left hiney cheek. The 8 speed automatic transmission shifts like it's stirring honey. The list of painful metaphors could go on for a while.
3 months ago I would have never thought I would drive such a plush "old man's car" as the GS, but then I realized 3 things:
1) I am an old man! At 57, if I was ever gonna get a luxury barge... er, car, I'd better make it now, before I retire and have to live off of cat food on crackers and baked beans.
2) Despite my eligibility for AARP, I have 2 monstrously tall teenage kids (13 & 14 years old) whom I have to pick up from school, and lately (since their last growth spurt) they have been fighting over the seating arrangement in my Coupe - the loser gets the rear package shelf...er, seat.
3) The February lease deals on left over 2015 Genesis sedans were incredible and not likely to be seen again in my lifetime.
Apparently there's not a huge number of people who want to spend $50K on a Hyundai, despite all the glowing reviews favorably comparing the Genesis to Lexus GS, Beemer 5 series, Audi A6, and MB E class, so:
a) the discounts were astronomical (almost $10 grand on my car,
and up to $15 large on 5.0 V8s),
b) the "money factor" (car salesmen-ese for "interest rate") was
dirt cheap, near 2%, and...
c) the car had been sitting on the lot for almost a year, so the sales
manager was so eager to sell it that he threw in the "stealer
prep" package (nitrogen in the tires, window tint, miraculous
molecular fusion paint sealant, etc.) that is worth (so they say)
$1995, for free!
They were so ready to get rid of the thing that I made the entire sales force dance the Macarena on the show room floor, and had the GM push a peanut with his nose around the used car lot. I'm so ashamed, but in a gleeful way.
On top of all that I finagled a set of all weather floor mats for zero, zilch, nada dolores! I'm such a cheap bastidge! Word has gotten out, and now car salesmen flee at my approach, like cockroaches from a flashlight. (Sorry for the comparison, all you "auto procurers" out there).
So how much, you ask, is it for this post-modern, technological marvel that has often been mistaken for an Aston Martin??
$336 per month! For 3 years! Hell, my cell phone bill is almost there. That's 10 trips to McDonalds every 30 days. That's affordable for even a lowly high school teacher like myself!
But don't worry, all you GC lovers, I'm keeping my Coupe to have fun with on the weekends; I'll be tossing it around on the local mountain roads for at least another 6 years.
I detailed her this weekend so she would know I still loved her, and she still looks like new. (I'll stop with the somewhat creepy gender-biased personifications now).
Okay, let the flames begin. Heap scorn on my sorry ass for selling out to comfort and opulence - I don't mind.
Because my trunk opens automatically and yours don't.
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