I nominate Lotus guys, or at least the ones in the biggest US Lotus club, Lotus Ltd. After I sold my Miata and bought an Elise I was stunned at how uptight and joyless most of those guys were. It’s like they’re constantly looking for a reason to stick their nose up at you, whether it’s because you’ve got an Elise instead a garage queen Europa or Elan, or because you still have a radio and speakers in your car so you clearly aren’t taking the Lotus philosophy to heart, or because you don’t remember right off the top of your head who won instead of Jim Clark at Monza in 1965. They’re just miserably serious about everything. No fun.