Exotic car ownership is a bit of an experiential mixed bag. Sure, it’s interesting to be the person that gets the most attention at the gas station, but you’re nevertheless plagued by problems of the common driver, with the added sting of prices for repair procedures being every bit as comical as they are terrifying. I learned this lesson the hard way by replacing the windshield on my Aston Martin V8 Vantage. I’m still recovering.
A short while ago, I flew to Philadelphia to buy an Aston Martin V8 Vantage from a former Jalopnik contributor and the oldest 20-something I know, Doug DeMuro. I purchased the car right as summer’s last warm rays were receding from the Northeast and drove to my house in Florida, a place Satan himself would consider “a bit on the warm side.”