That'll buff right out...
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Perfect car is perfect!
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Before I retired, a plastic surgeon with whom I worked invited me to drive his Maserati. I don't remember what model it was, other than it was a two-door.
We just took it around the parking lot of the hospital, and it was wonderful.
It was just so...Italian. It wanted to hug you and kiss you. "I'll forgive you for your fuck-ups, Baby!" it said.
Unlike the German cars which make you obey (and I drive an Audi).
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