The dashing knight in shining armour parks his horse outside the building, kicks in the door and exclaims that it's time I got what's coming to me. Hold on... is that an Intel Inside sticker on his chestplate? Could it be? He pulls out a small box from his satchel... it couldn't, could it? Yes, it in fact could! An i7!
Then, reality, and upgrading everything else to actually run the bloody thing. At this stage I'm probably broke, but I dare not check my bank balance, so we'll never know, will we? And with these render times, who gives a crap? It's just that reading the small graph the performance gadget is printing out was easier when there wasn't 8 cores worth of data on it (Yay for hyperthreading, nevertheless!).