A Love Story

‘You’re a car, but most of all, what you are, what you’ve become, is a mate. And that’s what makes a car special. That’s what makes a car great. You start to think of it as a person. You start to love it.’ – Jeremy Clarkson.

Men often have a unique and profound connection with their cars, unlike other inanimate possessions.

Some anthropomorphise cars, giving them human names and personalities and talking to them like companions.

This creates a baffling emotional attachment, turning the car into more than just an object.

It is said that cars symbolise control, power, and freedom, fulfilling psychological needs for dominance, independence, and being in charge.

As youngsters, boys are encouraged to develop a fascination with cars through toys (and their dads).

The car a man drives is seen as a reflection of his values, profession, and social status.

From the earliest age of transport, cars were a male-dominated field.

Classic cars evoke memories of the past, creating a sentimental connection.

Therapists claim this relationship is deeply rooted in societal norms, psychological needs, and the symbolic representation of masculinity, control, and status.

The love affair between men and cars is a story of passion and innovation, from the roar of a V12 to the silence of an electric motor.

Reputedly, this enduring bond celebrates history, emotion, and the innovation that fuels this love story.

To me, it is far simpler:

Cars are like wives: ‘If you treat them right, they’ll take care of you. Neglect them, and they’ll break down.’