![]() ![]() Whether you’re parallel parked in Brooklyn or stop-and-go idling on the Manhattan bridge, this is a people magnet. The thing looks like Satan put on an engineer’s lab coat and started sketching away - it’s just so impossibly swoopy and aggressive and low. If you don’t like getting stared at, double-taked, cat-called and chased down the street, not to mention mind being in the background of hundreds of selfies, forget it. The first thing a regular McLaren driver, especially in a dense metropolis, must adjust to is the attention. This, my friends, is a scream- woohoo-at-the-top-of-your-lung-all-the-time-outstanding car. Even better that it’s not just any car - the 570S coupe and Spider have got to be in the top 0.5 percent of all automobiles on the road. In my four days with McLaren’s Sport Series drop top, I set out to see what it’s like to just use the thing, to luxuriate in the fantasy of owning a car - while commuting, road-tripping with a dog, parking and tooling around NYC. We, automotive editors included, don’t own cars, so it’s trains and planes that allow us to escape. It’s harder than one might think, a misery that boils down to a lack of transportation. It is many New Yorkers’ greatest joy to leave our fair city - for the weekend, for the day, forever. ![]()
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