I don't care if you love macaroni with or without the cheese, and it doesn't matter worth a damn if you use ketchup. It simply does not matter. All that matters is the size of your spoiler. The car spoiler is a symbol of suburban power. It is a thermometer of coolness, applied liberally to the tail end of the car and giving accurate readouts every time.
None can deny the iconic greatness of a ridiculously large car spoiler.
It's a trick they teach you at film school or something. You perceive the sensation of cars whizzing by your ears, and yet none of them catch your attention enough to warrant a sensory response. Spoilers grab attention. Cars with spoilers exist only to tilt the playing field a little. Us non-spoiler types can't catch a break when we're cruising along behind someone who has a spoiler that looks like a snow shovel affixed to the car's ass.