I was at a little show n shine the other day, wandering around looking at these pristine polished land-sharks, when a lady comes panting up to me and says she's been chasing me for five minutes, why didn't I stop and register my car-- my filthy dirty vx, with about 1200 highway miles since the last wash from a long road trip. When I got back to it, there were four guys looking at it, and were shocked that it was ten years old.