My last Opel GT was a challenge and a delight. It had sat for at least a year or more and needed a lot of maintenance work to get it up and running as a driver. Despite having come a long way on the car it still wasn't up to snuff for a daily driver, especially with our very hot summer coming up. When a friend offered me a deal on a luxury car I could not pass up, I sold my GT.
Since then not one day has gone by without me fantasizing, dreaming and planning for my next GT. It's got to the point where I think about it numerous times a day, considering what color paint, interior, what engine, what transmission, keep it stock or go custom....
As a result my personal life started to suffer and things fell out of order in my life. I decided to consult a therapist about my ongoing obsession. The therapist had me lay down on his sofa and we discussed some of my earliest memories of cars in general, and the Rally Gold GT my parents owned when I was a kid. I have to say the session was very revealing and I felt as though he and I had made progress in my understanding my ongoing need to have an Opel in my life.
When I was done with my session, my therapist got up and went to the sink to wash the grease off his hands and said, "Next time you need a tune up, we'll discuss your suppressed memories of your inner Luxus"