There are some cars that you long for. Cars that tickle something in your brain. Maybe it’s the way they catch the childlike glee from when you played with model cars. Maybe it’s the way the sound. Maybe it’s how they look. It’s a car you dream of, you strive for. The one that, when you’ve paid off your rent, groceries, bills, what have you, you put a few bucks aside, putting it into your fund for long drives and adventure. This is your goal, and you’ll do whatever it takes to make it yours.

And then there are some cars which you want because “eh, fuck it, YOLO”. This more accurately describes why I want an Avantime.