MerlintheMad
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Yesterday, a guy knocked on my door (interrupting a nap, by the way, hah). He said that he'd mistaken the rear of my Stinger for the Jaguar F-type, until he got closer and realized it was the Kia Stinger. We talked about the car for a few minutes, and he told me the cars he has collected (including a '68 Camaro and '68 Mustang); and he sounded like a real car collecting nut. Then, he immediately switched gears and turned into a Kirby salesman. My interest vaporized at once.I've had my car for a few months now. Today I was talking to my neighbor (we only talk occasionally) and she said "I see you got a new car, huh? Is this your first time having a Jaguar?"
I said "this is actually a Kia." She was pretty surprised then asked if there was a Jaguar in my driveway recently. No, there hasn't.
