It is... and I will tell you why. It is the only way you can get rug burn and roof burn at the same time, it also sucks especially if you are doing the deed in the "trunk" of it in an empty campus parking lot at 2 in the morning without a parking pass and a tow truck comes with its high beams on and blocks you in.
If you then freak out about the towing guy approaching your fogged up (and ironically named) "Passion" Cabriolet with his bright flashlight pointed right at you, and jump from the back to the front seat, simultaneously burning your knees, catching your half down pants on the shift knob, hitting your head on the roll bar, and knocking your glasses off into the un-smart gap between the seat and the trunk where everything falls and can never be found especially in the dark, and then hitting your head on the steering wheel... then problems start to arise.
When you start to panic in this situation, you don't remember that the key you "smartly" left in the ignition is actually is in the center area and not near the wheel so accidentally hit the wiper stalk. The genius in you remembers the car is fogged up so when you finally turn the ignition on the wipers will allow you to see clear as day and you can thus escape unscathed. The idiot in you forgets that when you are having sex inside of a car its the inside that fogs up so all that the wipers will do is make an annoying screeching sound...
The sound is piercingly annoying... Wait... thats actually your partner screeching at you to hurry up while scrambling (awkwardly, since it is the "back" of a smart car after all) to pull her pants up, the wipers sound like music compared to this screeching. When you finally put your smart car in reverse, you finally see the use of the otherwise useless dealer installed rear view camera, the tow truck man is about 10 feet away, luckily the fog is obstructing the view of your female friend in the back that this towing man would possibly drool over... You cleverly navigate in reverse around the tow man and the tow truck, then shift to drive only to realize that you can't see shit because a) you are blind as a bat without your glasses in the dark and b) your windshield is covered in fog... You also realize that you are now driving a Smart car with your pants at your ankles which in addition to being a potential source of homosexual jokes, will of course get stuck on the brake once or twice on your blind drive of shame down summit st...
When you finally find a spot to catch yourself, you find that the frames of your glasses are broken, that you have a bloody nose from your spill onto the steering wheel, and that said girl hasn't stopped whining... To deal with all these frustrations you will return to the back of your smart car, and you will then finish the job, promising that this story will never be told. *shifting eyes*
***this never happened, it is a fictitious story that was created purely to entertain people on the internet***