There's no denying that the Big Bug is the best car in the world. Not my favorite - not by a long shot - but the best. Comfortable, luxurious, and it can do 253 in relative comfort. With the Veyron, VW made a record-breaker that wasn't a stripped-down, pothole-killed racer with an untameable engine. They made a car that could be driven by the talentless billionaires they knew would buy it. A car that had a horsepower gauge mounted next to stereo that, on it's own, is worth $30,000. A car with a Spyker-style interior, but safety measures in place to assure safety in high speed runs. A car that knows not to put down its full power if some idiot turns more than 45 degrees on the wheel. A car that is, beyond a doubt and beyond the SSC or the Agera, was, is, and will be the best.
But it's not my favorite. I appreciate it for the masterpiece it is, but as far as what it stands for, its appeal is lost on me. Nonetheless, saying someone is "a moron" for picking the Veyron is a bit harsh; maybe that sort of thing appeals to them, maybe they need to have the best.
But that doesn't mean we can't see through it and pick our true favorites.
-Leadfoot