i have a porsche (40 something years old) that i bought some 10 or so years ago. as is common when it comes this kind of car, even though i was the fourth owner, it had been driven for less than 40k miles in its life (and it came with a full history from the shop that still services it). 90k miles later, the engine blew, and the car is currently undergoing heart surgery. this is not a stylish non-clothing thing. however, around that time that i first bought the car (yes, after a big break up -- do you really think that happy contented folk run around buying this kind of stupid shit?) i was sleeping with a crazy hot far too young for me girl. you know. it provided a whole hot mess of of fun that seemed like a good idea at the time, even if it soon came to pass that she would threaten to put a restraining order on me if ever i implied i might want to see her less often. quite. it ended as awkwardly as these things do. a few days ago, she sent me some pictures of a karmann ghia that she has had restored, inspired by the more fun, less insane times in the old porsche. this may be.