I’m a Mechanic: 10 Sports Cars I Would Never Buy
Sports cars may look incredible on the outside, but some are absolute nightmares underneath. From fragile engines to overcomplicated electronics and brutal repair costs, not every performance car is worth owning long-term. Speaking from real workshop experience, these are five sports cars a mechanic would avoid no matter how fast, beautiful, or tempting they seem.
Nissan GT-R
Man, okay, so the GT-R. Everyone drools over it, right? But, uh, whenever someone calls it “Godzilla,” I kinda roll my eyes. It’s fast, yeah, but it’s got this… video game vibe, you know? Like, I’m not even driving it, the car’s doing all the thinking for me. And for something that’s like, what, $120k-ish now? it sounds… too digital. Also, the interior smells like old PlayStation controllers. Maybe it’s just me.
Chevrolet Corvette C8
Okay, controversial one. I like it, then I don’t. It looks insane, but I drove one and it felt almost too perfect. Like it’s been trying so hard to be a Ferrari that it forgot it’s a ’Vette. And the visibility bro, I turned my neck like a confused turtle. For $70k-ish, I kinda want to just get an old Z06 and call it a day. Plus, the shape… I don’t know, it’s got that Hot Wheels energy.
BMW M4
Hmm. You ever meet someone who looks great but their laugh ruins it? That’s the M4. It’s stupid quick, I’ll give it that, but I can’t unsee that grille. It’s like the car’s yelling at me. And the exhaust man, the fake pops make me sad. Around $80k for that? nah. I’ll spend it on tools. Or… maybe a vacation where no one says “twin-turbo inline six” ever again.
Ford Mustang GT (new ones)
Alright, look, I love old Mustangs. Greasy hands, carb smell, that raspy idle, pure nostalgia. But the new ones? They feel heavy. Overbuilt. It’s like Ford wrapped an iPad in muscle. For $45k, you get a lot of noise but not much, uh, soul. And why does every new one smell like burnt plastic after 300 miles? (I checked; it’s not just mine).
Toyota Supra (the BMW one, yeah)
I can’t even. It’s not bad, per se, but every time I open the hood and see BMW parts, my inner Toyota mechanic just sighs. It’s like finding out your childhood hero lip-syncs. $60k for something that should’ve been its own legend. And every kid pulls up like they’re in Fast & Furious, which… fine, but please stop two-stepping at the gas station.
Alfa Romeo 4C
Oh man, I wanted to love this. It’s tiny, angry-looking, makes all the right Italian noises. Then you sit in it and go, wait where’s my spine? Suspension’s like getting punched in the kidneys every three seconds. For $70k? Nope. Feels like a track toy pretending to be a car. Also, the interior plastics have that weird melted Lego smell.
Dodge Challenger Hellcat
Listen, it’s dumb fun. It really is. But also… it’s a boat with afterburners. You floor it, scream, maybe cry, then realize the corner came too soon. Feels like a tank that went to the gym but never did cardio. For $75k, it’s loud horsepower therapy. But daily it? Nah. My back says no. My fuel bill says definitely no.
Porsche 718 Cayman
People will come for me, but whatever. It’s too clean. Too clinical. The steering’s perfect, the handling’s perfect, the sound… meh. I miss imperfections. You pay like $65k+ and it’s amazing, sure, but where’s the chaos? I want a sports car that smells like fuel and makes me cuss mid-turn. The Cayman just nods politely.
Mazda RX-8
Okay, I know, not exactly new or fancy, but I gotta put it here. Those rotary engines, man. Love-hate. Sounds like bees on Red Bull, sure, but I’ve swapped more apex seals than I can count. Every one I see for like $10k gives me that “don’t do it” twitch. Beautiful lines, bad habits. Like dating your ex again because you “think it’ll be different this time.” It won’t.
Jaguar F-Type
Oh, the heartbreak car. Sounds heavenly, looks gorgeous, feels like money. But then it starts throwing tantrums. Electronics having existential crises, random coolant leaks, warning lights that come and go like bad mood swings. $80k plus and still unreliable? I swear it just likes drama. It’s the kind of car that texts you “miss me?” at 2 AM.
