OK, I'm not a car guy. I love the way that Corvettes made in the 1950's and 1960's look, and I love early model Mustangs, but who doesn't? The sportiest car I've ever owned was a 1991 Dodge Shadow, and I didn't even get the V6 model. I drive a mini-van or a bare bones pickup truck. I also know that with a small kid in the picture, I will probably be too old to enjoy a sports car by the time my family is sized right for a two-seater. Sadly, I will never be in a position to, as Tam puts it, "haul nothing but ass". I've been hoping that my next car will be a little more fun and less of a dad-mobile, but my hopes aren't that high.
But the other day I saw one of these, and I discovered automotive lust:
I've never been that impressed with German cars. I drove Opels, VW's, and BMW's in Germany, and they didn't trip my trigger any more than driving a Dodge or a Chevy. Mercedes were nice, but not nice enough to pay Mercedes prices.
This little honey, though, looked like polished sex on wheels. I will have her. Oh yes, she will be mine. I'll just have to find someone who wants a 40 year old kidney and lung in great condition.
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