Fate has it you're rich. Wealthy enough to be able to enjoy most of good things in life without having to worry you'll have nothing to eat tomorrow. And, as any other rich man, you like to show others you're rich. Mostly by passing their family station wagon on the Autobahn in your Lambo.
In your Murcielago LP 670-4 SuperVeloce, to be more precise. Yet, despite the number of zeros in your bank account, there are some things money can't buy. One of them is a car's need to go through maintenance. Simple stuff, like changing the oil.
Fate has it I'm poor. Not poor-poor, but poor enough to have seen my share of Murcielago LP 670-4 SuperVeloce, but never own one. I popped the hood to these beauties countless times, but never drove one.
I know the car inside out, upside down and sideways. I love its roar, its looks, its everything. But I will never have one.
Fate has it you, the rich guy, come into the garage I work. You ask for the oil to be changed and leave to have dinner or something in a fancy restaurant. I look at the Lambo. It looks back at me, and we instantly hit it off.
I take my friend and go for a spin. Literally. As it turned out, I knew everything there was to know about a Lambo, except for how to drive it.
Now I am poor-poor. I messed up so bad, that your Lambo took EUR400,000 worth of damages ($557,000). Money I'll probably have to pay you back, although I'm sure you bought a replacement Ferrari instead.
In your Murcielago LP 670-4 SuperVeloce, to be more precise. Yet, despite the number of zeros in your bank account, there are some things money can't buy. One of them is a car's need to go through maintenance. Simple stuff, like changing the oil.
Fate has it I'm poor. Not poor-poor, but poor enough to have seen my share of Murcielago LP 670-4 SuperVeloce, but never own one. I popped the hood to these beauties countless times, but never drove one.
I know the car inside out, upside down and sideways. I love its roar, its looks, its everything. But I will never have one.
Fate has it you, the rich guy, come into the garage I work. You ask for the oil to be changed and leave to have dinner or something in a fancy restaurant. I look at the Lambo. It looks back at me, and we instantly hit it off.
I take my friend and go for a spin. Literally. As it turned out, I knew everything there was to know about a Lambo, except for how to drive it.
Now I am poor-poor. I messed up so bad, that your Lambo took EUR400,000 worth of damages ($557,000). Money I'll probably have to pay you back, although I'm sure you bought a replacement Ferrari instead.