Stainless steel body panels surround my shapely body. Stepping the gas pedal into the future I go, opening the full wing doors to no man’s land, the great unknown. This is the dream, to drive forever into the silver sunset. I shall live and die in this vehicle and be buried in it so my children shall have no inheritance. Nothing from my family name. Just me and my delorean six feet under the cold gray rocks and clay. My legacy is to be written. Do you have $100,000 so I can finally buy this luxury classic car that is incredibly unreliable and will break down every day. And that’s quite ok.