and keep it. I never saw a trade for a car, I never saw an insurance claim for a car, just cars. How I managed to marry a man who had the same background still astounds me. Needless to say, when I wanted a car, I went and purchased a car – in the early 90s I bought a new car every quarter. Its really pointless for me to mention how many cars I’ve had over the years and the fact that for a while, when I was married, I had a car lot in the back yard. I did learn to sell a few along the way, but that didn’t stop and hasn’t stopped the car desire/fetish/addiction. Its also very rare that a car has taken noticeable depreciation – the above mentioned 1974 Stutz is still around and my uncle has visions of it being sold at Barrett Jackson some day.Of course, all of my family (and my ex) can tune a car, repair most anything that can go wrong, and as someone else mentioned been relatively accident free, which is no small feat in Atlanta.