I like seeing what happens when people who should probably be driving a Buick try to run an exotic. All the money in the world doesn't make you experienced enough to handle some of the wicked fast cars that are out there.
They either drive 'em too slow and ruin them or race them and tear them up. There's a plastic surgeon that lives near my girlfriend that has a Testarossa. On sunny days he takes it out and cruises up and down the same street for about an hour or two. It sounds like crap because it has never been run at it's full potential. He has admitted he's scared of it, but always wanted one.
As the guy told Toad in American Graffiti, "Is that you in that fancy car? Man, what a waste of machinery."