I just met my future.
As we all know I drive one Reatta or another everyday of the year. This morning my wife and I were running errands and stopped at a grocery store for a couple last items. I stayed in the car and had parked by a highly optioned 1992/1993 Buick Riviera. It had the rivited wheels and a fake convertible top on it. Black over bronze with a tan leather interior. Really a very clean car.
Anyhow this old guy comes shuffling out from the store and as soon as I saw him I knew he was the owner, and I was right.
He gets in the car after letting the door "ding" the car next to him, putzs around doing who knows what and then leaves.
Because I have so many Reattas I am sure 20 years from now I'll still have one...