Hello, Gorgeous
Remember when we were partying like it was 1999? Because it was 1999? That’s when this spectacular specimen went into storage. It ran when parked.

Di-vine.
Like a set of fancy china that newlyweds collect and get everyone to buy for them and then are too scared to use. So there it sits in a cabinet [a cabinet purchased just to house the china, for pity's sake] and goes untouched. Digression or apt simile? Probably the former. Or wait– is this beauty more like supermodels/actresses who all claim that they were wallflowers/ignored in High School? Regardless, someone needs to buy this looker; get her running AND OUT THERE.
The bias towards daily drivers runs deep here.
