One evening, back in the 80's, I was at my parents. As supper time approached, we needed a few items. I volunteered to go to the store. <br /><br />A friend of my parents was visiting, and pitched me his keys saying Here, take mine, Im parked behind everyone else. He had a very nice Monte Carlo or something. <br /><br />What I found, when I went to the driveway, was his brand-new Porsche 911 Turbo-Carera. Man, that was one wicked automobile.