And that is fine with me. For the first time in my life I do not have daily car envy, because the vehicle I wanted would not do well in my back yard...a Quattroporte in the Eastern Sierras...nah. So I drive a '96 Forerunner with 232,000 miles. Handles off-road just fine, gets me to Crowley (big trout) and back just fine. Scratches just add character, mud and dirt fit me just fine. Can't seem to hurt the guy. Everything looks okay and kinda works...like this beat up old fool.
Still, that Maserati....
P S. My wife drove Porsches and Mercedes for decades but they don't handle saddles and hay worth a damn. Drives a 2009 CR-V and asks me to drive back from Bishop after she has a Margarita or so.. seats are too short for me but handles mud and snow just fine. We are so done with SoCal.
Still, that Maserati, midnite blue....blowing up 395....
