Good for you.
When I was younger I enjoyed cars and enjoyed working on them.
But the older I get, the more I hate them.
My daily driver is a 1988 F150.
This happened to a friend of mone. We were at the cigar shop, enjoying a couple sticks. He went out to his F150 to find a note under the wiper.
“I don’t normally do this, but I like your truck. Come over to Pollo Rico and ask for Marie. We can go on a date.”
He did, and they did go on the date. They dated a couple months. I know who she was, and she looked just like Penelope Cruz. Smokin hot.
They only stopped dating when he moved away.
BTW, she was 25. He was 53.