Yeah, I'm alright - sore and angry, but alright. It's hard for most people to understand but I love my cars, whether it was my 500 pound Hyundai or my dream Cupra. Yes, she was my perfect car, I researched and looked for months. When I got her my missus turned and told me I had been a shell of my former self for over six months and she was made up that she had the real me back - the me that cleans his car three times in a week, the me that would park ten miles from where I want to be if it reduced the risk of a scratch or ding, the me that spends my last penny on a new mod for my baby car...