Murdock: Whoa, whoa whoa girl, take it easy now. Hannibal: What's the matter? Murdock: I'm out of juice! Amy: It was full when we took it from the city. Murdock: Yeah but you never get good gas mileage in the city. Face: What happens now? Murdock: We going down, boy! Till Death Do Us Part
I don't care if I get laughed at. If I find a decently priced car like this that gets good gas mileage and I can park easily; I'm buying it. Because YOLO. I'll cruise the strip with my windows down blasting "Good Vibrations" an' shit.