Supercars go too fast for the public roads. The only place to enjoy their real performance is on the track. So why do people still buy supercars.
If you ask me, it's a question of class. And I don't mean the proletariat struggle kind of class, I mean that people want to go out and be seen in a car that's a luxury. A bunch of scaffolding with an engine will not satisfy that.
It's kind of like how every good super villain plot should have a guard who mixes a damn good cocktail, as KinoEscalate explained when we plotted the theft of a space shuttle.
The submarine would have trouble maintaining depth with the ballast system compensating on the fly for the extra weight of a shuttle. Plus having basically a bunch of Cirque du Soliel types shrink wrapping the shuttle midflight may leave room for error.
I propose you use one of the abandoned oil rigs off the coast of Santa Barbara. Fly the shuttle out there, land it on the helo pad so crews can carefully prep it for the submarine journey. The rig should also be the control center of the heist operations and should have a plush personal lounge staffed with a deadly bodyguard who can also make prohibition-era cocktails.
Why do you think people buy supercars and not just track cars? Isn't speed what's being sold?
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