First of all, I'm a hillbilly not a redneck.
Secondly, I suppose the surprise comes from the fact that I never had a sports car or muscle car phase. I was always content to watch fast cars from a distance. A buddy of mine back in the day had a souped-up Chevelle. I drove it a couple of times. Admittedly it was fun to drive a car like that, but I couldn't get around the fact that strapping a canoe to the roof and loading it up with gear didn't seem like a feasible option. Not to mention the fact that the lack of ground clearance on a sporty car like that would end up with me stuck in a rut on some forest service road miles from nowhere.
Some guys buy a sports car as part of a "mid-life crisis." Seeing as how I waited until my mid-forties to settle down and finally live like an adult, that's not an option either. Can't imagine myself strapping a car seat in the back of a muscle car...Hang on Baby Boo, I'm gonna drive this thing like I stole it.