My dad went car shopping after some drinks at lunch with a friend, the family ended up with a Transam in the garage.
He was supposed to get another citizen car (he was a straight laced front office drone, got a new car every 3 years like clockwork, and this was when he was going to retire soon, so it was supposed to be his 'last' car ), had been looking at chryslers and buick town cars.
Went out one Friday afternoon after pounding a few at lunch, ended up with this cool grey sportycar. Man he loved that thing, was probably the only 'crazy' thing he did in his small c conservative life. He was a hero at work, my mom hated it.