Re: Compliments keep coming in...
I'm alone 90% of the time in my Roadster Limited. A buddy of mine came along for an hour's drive in the city. As a Bimmer revved next to me at a red light, my pal said "That's the tenth time someone's looked at this car funny. What gives?"
I've gotten so used to it, I never notice anymore. Is this what it's like to be a sexy broad?