Yeah, my parents had a small addiction to 'pininfarinas' when they were younger... perhaps thats what wore off on me. Nothing too crazy, but I remember growing up with models like the '67 spider(like the one in the graduate), a Giulietta, and a something else that looked like a Dino... keep forgetting the name though. Not that these are that exotic (ok, the '67 is pretty pimp), but being that the only dealer in town (Reina International Auto) that will service them is also the only dealer in town for Ferrari, Lambo, Maserati, and pretty much anything else italian or exotic, I got to grow up around Countachs and Testarrosas. The owner's son is the same age as I am, so we started playing together every time I visited (Alfas are in the shop alot, so with 3 of them... I was there once a month), and when we became teenagers, we would get to take cars off the lot to go cruising. There was a white countach that someone had smashed up, and Reina was doing the body work/repair... and since its whole front end was ripped off it took a while. And when it was done, Ignacio asked us to drive it around for a few days to make sure the suspension and everything was riding ok. THAT WAS SO MUCH FUN. Thats kind of where it all started I suppose. A few weeks later I stole my GF's 911 (ok, she knew I was taking it) and did doughnuts in the HS parking lot with it. Best suspension I could have ever asked for. I know what you mean by 'not coming back'.