Saab 37 Viggen
When I was growing up in the more Military Industrial Complex supported version of Southern California—it still is, but not as much—a lot of the fighter pilots from the many near-by bases had these corny bumper stickers that said, “My other car is an F-14,” or whatever it is they flew. (Seriously, nobody is more full of themselves and overcompensating than a twenty-something fighter jock.) I don’t know how this directly connects, but Saab once made cars and jets, and in spite of the high-quality of their cars, their jets were even better. I think that goes without saying.  I grew up wishing that I could buy a Saab car with a Viggen (jet) engine. I don’t know why, but I thought that in the future it would be possible. The “future” so far, sucks.

Saab 37 Viggen

When I was growing up in the more Military Industrial Complex supported version of Southern California—it still is, but not as much—a lot of the fighter pilots from the many near-by bases had these corny bumper stickers that said, “My other car is an F-14,” or whatever it is they flew. (Seriously, nobody is more full of themselves and overcompensating than a twenty-something fighter jock.) I don’t know how this directly connects, but Saab once made cars and jets, and in spite of the high-quality of their cars, their jets were even better. I think that goes without saying. I grew up wishing that I could buy a Saab car with a Viggen (jet) engine. I don’t know why, but I thought that in the future it would be possible. The “future” so far, sucks.