Supercars don't make any sense. They cost you a lot of money, other people will always be pawing them and they'll never be there when you need them. Who cares when they look like the Ferrari 458 Italia? Pauljones knows why he wants a 458, it's something like why he wants to date a bitchy British supermodel with a bad drug habit:
Compared to the F430, it looks scrawny, bulimic, underfed, anemic.
It's the Kate Moss of Ferraris.
On the bright side, at least it will perform like a crack-laden model.
Maybe that's why we prefer Daria.