Let’s say you have had a particularly good year and you have $23,999 in fresh currency to toss into the burn barrel in the backyard. Go ahead, make a night of it. Oh, pretty. See how the new anticounterfeiting measures sparkle in the fire?
I was meditating on what sort of people would buy the Polaris Slingshot SL, a three-wheel cry for help from the power-sports toy factory in Medina, Minn. (the Slingshot SL is assembled in Spirit Lake, Iowa). What unites these consumers, I’ve concluded, is their anarchic disregard for $24,000. Beyond that, motives vary, as they must in the purchase of anything with rubber seats.
Not surprisingly, because it looks like it came out of a Hot Wheels package, the Slingshot SL is mobbed everywhere it goes by adolescent boys selfie-ing themselves blind with it. Gack! Ohmigod, mister! Can I sit in it? What is it?
If a tandem-seated motorcycle is a stiletto between the ribs of traffic, the Slingshot SL is a meat mallet. You are not cheating any lanes in this thing.
Well, son, the law considers it a motorcycle and so driver and passenger are obliged to wear helmets in helmet-law states. Which is a drag and kind of a stopper, for me. Imagine taking this thing out for a Saturday drive and coming to a stoplight, with lots of traffic around. And there you and your passenger are, just sitting there in this preposterous, conversation-stopping three-wheel Gundam mobile-mecha, in the sun, and everybody is looking at you, wondering if you have been separated from your strike force. Uh, hi…
I am not at all quibbling with the Slingshot SL’s classification or the requirement to wear helmets, by the way. This machine has no air bags and a chrome-moly frame that, while surely well made and properly engineered...
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