So i just got my car back on the road a few days ago. My car is nothing too crazy; a built l24, flat black, straight pipes. So, having replaced the transmission, I wanted to go for a bit of a drive. I picked up my best friend, giancarlo, and we went for a ride around his relatively rich town of montclair, nj. My car is a bit out of place there. To give you an idea, Michael Strahan lives in this town and has his vanquish, bentley and lamborghini truck parked in his driveway. So anyway, we were driving around and came to a wierd intersection where i was trying to make a left into light traffic. I waited my turn and finally turned left. As I'm making the turn Giancarlo says to me "wow man, the guy in the crossfire was drooling over your car." just in time for me to check it out in my rear view. I say to him " That isn't a crossfire, that is a Mercedes SLR McLaren!" I love it, I am cruisin around in my 34 year old rusty datsun, but I still can drop the jaw of a guy in a half million dollar car. I love my Z.