I had a dream last night about owning a Porsche 911. Unlike most of my dreams it was long and very detailed. It was a late model black on black 4S with a rag top. For some reason I parked it in the middle of the mall.
In any case, I’ve always wanted a 911, but these sorts of dreams always re-spark my interest and have me desperately searching Craigslist and scheming how I’m going to make enough money to finally sell my Maxima and buy my own piece of automotive history.