Mornin' Tea

I went to the local coffeeshop this morning for a cup of tea, and I passed a 50s Cadillac, and 60s Camaro SS, a Doge Viper, and a Ferrari f355. Turns out that a group of friends driving those cars met at the coffeeplace before going off on the road. I took a seat close to window so that I could see the dude who owned the Ferrari drive off. It was black on black, and I couldn't imagine a better way to spend a beautiful Sunday morning than driving along in a Ferrari.
I drove to my parents' place to check on their plants, and as I drove on Jersey's version of country roads, I noticed that quite a few people were selling cars on their front yards. I saw one really choice 60s Lincoln Continental, the one with the suicide doors, as I drove through Buttzville. It's been for sale for a while, as I've seen it every time I've driven to my parents. It looks like it's been well kept up. However, if I ever got my hands on it, I'd paint it black. That car just seems to reach heightened levels bad assedness when it's painted black. I wonder how much the dude wanted for it.
Also, since I saw that Ferrari this morning, I was imagining how cool it would be to have a bright red Ferrari, specifically a 328, in my garage. That would be a beautiful sight.