Now, before you accuse me of having spent too much time in Haight-Ashbury, let me explain.
I'd spent hours behind the wheel and nearly wore myself out driving this car. As I drove, I compiled a list of complaints that grew by the mile. The Alfa Romeo 4C isn't anyone's idea of pleasant.
But then a funny thing happened as I was leaving my San Francisco hotel on my way to the airport to fly back home. A line of 4Cs was parked out front and I just really wanted to get in one and drive it some more.