If you’re any kind of car geek, you have a wild gift car fantasy. You meet a bitter divorcee who gives away an ex’s prized machine out of pure spite; or maybe the guy whose tire you stopped to change turns out to be a flip-flop billionaire who rewards you with your exact spec because it’s simply collecting dust that week, and hey, you stopped; your humanity’s worth a Dodge Viper to a guy who can afford to run a bidet on day-old moon water, or something.

 

OK, that one might be mine.