I don't know why but there are some cars out there that I really hate with a vengeance. There is no logical reason for this that I can think of but every time I see one of these nasty things I'm instantly filled with loathing for it and and a strong associated dislike for the people in it.
Top of my list has to be the Land Rover Discovery. My whole mood changes when I see one of those ugly great things and dream of having some kind of laser guided weapon at my disposal so I could blow the thing to peices. To me they just look like huge metallic garden sheds on wheels, usually making a racket from their rattly and smokey old diesels. To make matters worse they invariably seem be be driven by drivers who seem to think they own the road and therefore have the right to cut up anyone they so choose. And they usually do.
Almost all Peugeots have a somewhat similar effect on me because they're just such unattractive cars, and seem to be driven by people who constantly weave in and out of the traffic. How could anyone possible think they look good. It's like the designers (not great ones - obviously) must have purposely set out to create the most boringly unattractive range of cars imaginable.
Other cars that bring out the worst in me are Lexus's with gold colored badges which has to be the tackiest thing anyone ever thought of. All bottom of the range Japanese cars always look stupid because their wheel arches are always too big - or is it that the wheels are just too small? Any car with a "baby on board" label (or similar) in the back window has instantly deemed its owner a major idiot in my eyes.
Finally any car with an after-market kit fitted will almost always just look so stupid it will therefore make it's owner look even more so. Why can't people just leave cars looking the way their designers intended - they might still not look great but they will always look better than they do after a few kilos of ill fitting fibre-glass and plastic have been wrapped around their extremities.
Oh, almost forgot, older Renault Scenics and Citroen Picassos. Apart from being ugly little things they invariably seem to be driven by self righteous mothers who are quite happy to ding your doors so long as their little brats can get in and out OK.
