My mom, bored while stuck at home, is going through old photos. She found this: my first day of 11th grade, in 2005, climbing into my first car -- a 1996 Volvo 850 Turbo. I loved that car!
Also, you can see my terrible taste in clothes has actually IMPROVED versus the past.
That moment when you’re sitting there with your non-car guy friend and hear a blasting Flat 6 and see a large spoiler and just sit there like, “Oh shit I think that was a 2016 Porsche 911 GT3 RS!” And then started listing the specs while they sitting there confused.