Fast Cars

Let me start off by saying that I am not a car girl. Nor do I have the desire to ever drool over, much less own a fancy, schmanzy one. But... this morning, I saw the most beautiful car ever. And I got to drive next to it for a good couple of miles. It was black with chrome, sleek, and even the interior looked roomy. Which is kind of funny, because I don't think I would ever use the word "roomy" to describe a fancy, schmanzy, fast car. What kind of car is it, you ask? A Maserati Gran-something-or-other. This picture doesn't even do it justice.



Unfortunately, it is not a car that I will ever want to own. It just isn't practical. I can't imagine Miss B's carseat would fit in it anywhere. And we'd probably have to sell the house to pay for it. Speaking of paying for it. I did notice that this was a dealer car (the dealer plates gave it away). I assume the guy driving it is a Maserati sales guy. Although it was hard to tell, because he clearly wasn't dressed as if he was going to work. But I had to chuckle that this gorgeous piece of transportation pulled out of the AM/PM. Is the car so expensive, that if a person owns one, they have to fill it with cheap gas? Food for thought.