Ferrucio and the Porra Paradox

My friends ask me why I need this damn car. It's expensive, but it's outdated. It likes perfectly smooth roads, but it's parked in my country house. No one likes it but me. But who am I joking, I don't like it either! But what I do know is that it's the kind of car that girls like that I like. A girl like that sits next to me and her boyfriend has to eat dust from under my wheels for two hundred miles.