Back in the 80’s, when I was single and doing the “club thing”, most guys my age had two posters taped to their wall at some time or another – one was the sexy, notorious picture of Farah Fawcett and the other was of a Lamborghini Countach. Since Farrah appeared to be spoken for back then, I turned my attention longingly to the car. After many years of wiping the drool from my chin, I finally got to the point where I could realistically consider obtaining one of these beautiful works-of-art-on-four-wheels. After getting my wife’s blessing (we were shopping for a house at the time), I purchased the beauty you now see before you. This car was my dream car as far back as I can remember. Now that I own one and my quest is over, I can rest my weary, embattled but very contented bones in those soft leather seats.
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