When my wife and I were dating in college she had a fancy new sports car and I drove my uncle’s hand-me-down old Buick LeSabre. When we went on dates she wanted us to take her car instead of mine. I must have looked better in her car. I liked my car because it was roomy and could plow through the snow in the winter. Everything worked. I will admit her car gave excitement in the snow. You could do a 360 in the snow when you did not intend to. I remember even going…