so, the cobra shot a rod through the oil pan back in April, and i was able to sell her for what i owed. after the last few months of cruising around in a cougar (that i paid $500 for!), i decided that i would attempt to "grow up"(i hit the big 30), and purchase a reasonable car which i did. i found a mint '95 lexus sc400:
it's beautiful, quiet, and everything i thought a lexus would be, but here it is a few weeks later, and i'm finding myself shopping for another cobra. damn this addiction. anyone here ever outgrow the need for a mustang, or muscle car in general?