I get comatose when I am behind the wheel of my Boxster. The sweet noise from the engine, quick acceleration the air messing up my hair. The best was driving into the Indian reservation and buying a carton of cigarettes for less than half the price at the stores. Oh government how I love to stick it up your culo!
Yes the benefits of living in the Empire State " land of taxes" or there is not a tax that we dislike.
