Like a couple other commenters, how did I miss this thread? Just now stumbled across it. Anyway, three years ago, I was able to talk (nag? beg?) my long-suffering wife, Kathleen, into letting me buy a 2006 Cadillac XLR. Kathleen is not what you would call a ‘car person’. To her, a car is a tool to be used for a purpose – getting from point A to point B. She has no more love for a sports car than she does a pickup or a bus. So when I was finally able to get her to go with me to ‘look at’ an XLR, it came as a real surprise.
I’ve always wanted a convertible, but refused to have a ragtop with their rotting, wind noise, and bad fitting problems. Needless to say, that limited my choices over the years. Finally in the early 2000s three models came on the scene that caught my interest: the Lexus SC300, Mercedes SL500, and the Caddy XLR. While I think Lexus makes great automobiles, I think the SC300 is just flat UGLY, so that one was out. The SL500 is a wonderful car, but you see them all over the place, and working on them requires huge infusions of cash. Also, I was really struck by the lines and looks of the XLR. Nothing else on the road looks like them. I researched their service history, problems, and reliability. After satisfying my questions, I settled on the XLR and began to haunt the for-sale ads.
I watched for over a year before spotting a good possibility at a local dealership. After plotting for days on how to talk Kathleen into taking a look, she said yes, and off we went. The dealership actually had three XLRs at the time – two silver ones, and a drop dead gorgeous red one. I asked to see the red one. When they pulled the car up to the curb, Kathleen’s first comment was, “Oh, I like that!” Touchdown! Home run! I was hard-pressed not to turn a summersault. But I kept my cool, and we took it out for a spin. It was love at first drive. It rides surprisingly well. Having had several surgeries on my back, I was afraid a little sporty car like this might ride like a log truck. But it was smooth and quiet. With the top up, you wouldn’t know it’s a convertible – no wind noise, no leaks, no flapping. And it’s as peppy and responsive as most anyone could want a car to be. I’ve never pushed it to its limits because I can tell it has a LOT more muscle than I need. Since I make no claims to being a race car driver, I’m happy just cruising around in my modern day chariot.
We've had Red for over three years now, and Kathleen continues to surprise me. Every once in a while, on a pretty day, she'll just up and say, "Why don't we take Red for a spin?" She never has to ask me twice. And yes, we are driving Red to Bowling Green. See ya!