Aston Martin AM 310 Vanquish.

I was just scrolling through a few things when I came across this beautiful car. I didn't see a price for it, but it is supposed to come out in 2013. I just know that if I were a multi-millionaire, I probably wouldn't be one for long as I'd buy way too many cars.

 

I think it looks about as long as a Maserati. I prefer a long car as I want to know that I can sit in it with ease and I also want to look like I can sit in it to anyone looking. I've seen people squeezing themselves into a sports car just so they can say that they have one and it's not a pretty sight.

 

I remember when I was trying to get my first car and the salesman was trying to push a Suzuki SUV sort of deal on me. It was one of the smaller versions to compete with the RAV4. Anyway, I told the guy that the vehicle itself was nice, but I couldn't fit into it. He scoffed and was like, "are you crazy? This thing is plenty big enough! Try it."

So, I was ready to move onto another part of the lot and we'd been going back and forth for a bit. I relented, got in and showed him my knees were right on the dash. He moved the seat back and my knees were barely away from the dash. I asked him, "can I get out now before I actually get stuck and have to drive this to the hospital?"

 

I won't be too hard on him. He obviously wanted the sale, but he was also trying to get me into a vehicle that could get approved as I needed a vehicle for my new job at the time. He was trying to steer me to something he thought would work and I knew what I could get approved so we were on different levels of faith about the situation.

 

Ugh. That entire period was unnecessarily stressful, but the last dealership that I dealt with were beyond great. It may have had something to do with my knowledge of the entire process growing exponentially from the first dealer to the last one. I told the guy on the phone: if I come out there on the train, I expect to be driving away. Am I?

I did.