When the Viper was released ('92 iirc, four years before I was born), my dad got word that a brand new Viper had arrived at a car dealer that was rather far away. He drove almost a 120 mile round trip just to go look at it and go back home. It was a huge deal back then.
No sir, he didn't just look at it.
He sucked that stuff into his eyeballs i mean
RIGHT IN THERE and absorbed it into his brain like some goddamn
etchasketch stuff but never getting erased that stuff is
there forever all of the fine curves and and crevices.
You've gotta appreciate that stuff.