I love my car, I originally wanted tri-black, but the yellow kept calling me. The car is a zealot it wants to be driven, it asks to be driven, and I need to drive it. I don’t take her out in the rain, so on rainy days I’m sad, especially when I need to drive her!
There’s nothing like it, that 6 speed manual, running threw those gears, the growl of that Borla exhaust.
Baby, darling, my wife once asked if I loved that car more than I loved her?
It clean as hell, but I don’t look at her long it’s driven really driven!