i bet they goggled their asses off if you were wearing that outfitIt just wasn't my kind of car - my wife wanted the stupid thing.
We were at a Ford dealership late on a Sunday looking at them. They wanted to know what I thought. "Its nice enough, just isn't my kind of car..."
"What's your kind of car?"
"Oh, about a '48 deuce and a half flatbed Dodge with a 2 speed rear end..."
They goggled!