I almost feel bad for this poor dude who pulled his Lotus over in midtown Manhattan just so he could rescue his runaway phone from under the driver’s seat - which, given the size of the Lotus, was one of the most intricate acts of automotive ballet; a gentle courtship, or graceful dalliance between man and machine bearing the fruit of a Galaxy 7.

Anyways, while watching the tender caressing of the hard, plastic, manually-operated seat lever to move the thing back and forth about 100 times in a fit of frustration, I was struck by the magnificent fit and finish of such a fine vehicle.

That’s a cupholder that mounts to the inner window rail.