About buying a “nice” car. Something that would sit in the garage until weekends then get driven around some of the nice twisty roads here.

And then there was Saturday. Saturday every frog hog and dog was out on the road, and nobody could drive faster than 5.

Fuck that. If I get a car its gonna be a $500 beater and I will take it to the track and thrash it. More fun and less hassle.