Before I started taking care of an 11 year old and so became a monk I used to keep a 2005 SL 500 on the road for dates, the big 2 seat roadster with the drop top, lovely looking comfortable car that gave off the perfect air of 'reasonably well off but not an overgrown child or a dick' unlike a Porsche or something more obviously sporty.
As a car it was awful, the whole thing ran on hydraulic pumps that always failed and cost thousands to repair, even things that made no sense, like the fuel cap, I just worked on the assumption if I was going to the garage it was going to cost 4 grand every time.
The car only did one thing well and that was turning 'Plenty of Fish' dates into 'shooting fish in a barrel' dates, whether that is a comment on my shallowness or female shallowness I cant say but it was frighteningly good at that.
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