Isn't interesting with all the advances in technology that it all still comes to this... speed costs, how fast do you want to go and how much do you want to spend?
That saying has been around since the '50s when American Hot Rods were really coming into their own. So much has changed and yet so much remains the same.
In those days, and well into the '60s, '70s and even '80s if you wanted a truly fast car with great handling you had to give up comfort. The power increased and mileage got worse. The tires got wider, body dropped lower and the ride got harder. It was part of the compromise you made.
Some manufacturers were able to mitigate some of those annoyances through technology. I believe the Corvette was one of the first to offer active suspensions to help soften the ride when cruising and stiffen it for racing. But it too was a compromise as were the Lincolns with their air bladder spring suspensions. Others soon followed, but to really have a "hard core" racer, you always had to sacrafice comfort for handling. You can't deny physics, soft ride means wallowing in the turns and that just doesn't translate to fast cornering.
Looking back over time, not much has really changed since those years regarding these aspects. True, engines have gotten smaller and more powerful, brakes and tires are better, suspensions are more composed and advanced, but for ultimate performance you can't escape the sacrafices to the god of speed. "If you want to go fast, you have to ride hard."
As I always like to say, "life is a compromise." What are you willing to give up and what can't you live without? For most of people these priorities will change over the years. Usually when you are "young and crazy" you want to go as fast as you can because... your're invincible!
If you survive and live long enough to mature, you usully get married, sanity and self preservation start to kick in (for most anyway). You know this because a little voice repeatedly tells you to slow down and stop acting so crazy (usually your spouse).
When you approach middle age, you go through a mid-life crisis and realize, hell, I ain't gonna live forever so I better get me one of those "bombs" before I croak.
So you run out buy that Porsche, BMW, MB (maybe even an EVO or WRX) and live like a teen ager again. Eventually, you realize this sled sucks, it rides as hard as "56 Schwinn and every expansion strip is shaking my filings loose!
So you face reality head on, sell the "bomb"and buy something sensible again like a TSX or TL or Lexus or a bigger BMW or MB depending how succesful you've been.
And that my friends is the "automotive circle of life." :king:
"Hakuna Matata. It means 'No worries'!"