Everybody at my high school refers to me as "the rich kid". I love my car to death, but I hate that it gives me the appearance of "the rich kid who's parents bought him a new Crossfire". My dad sold my 1999 F-250 for almost $600 more than we paid for my 04 SSB.

 

People looked shocked when I tell them my car is 7 years old. Remember, this is Vermont where most cars over 10 years old are in the bone yard, unless stored during the winters. We have 9 months of winter and 3 months of lousy skiing up here.