If I lived in a a major urban center with 24 hour public transit and residential parking that cost money, I too would probably forgo the vehicle. On the other hand, impulsive 10 PM joyriding! 30 minute drives to the local (ha) science fiction club! And did I mention the joyriding? The thrill would probably wear off about when the first oil change and maintenance check bill hit, but until then? Giddy joyriding like a teenager.