Phil, of course, had a Lotus Esprit that, while he drove it pretty much constantly beswozzled, never sent him to the hospital because while it looked awesome, it: A, it made 0-60 in about nine seconds; and B, was a car made in Britain in the 1970’s. The only reason they started was to have electrical fires. Tough to drive a car over a cliff, cancelling the summer tour, when you’re limping to the next gas station to refill the radiator for the third time this trip.
So why did Phil buy it?
POP-UP HEADLIGHTS, MOTHERFUCKER! Seriously, you know Phil instantly whipped out his checkbook when the salesman did that trick. (Again, though: British car from the 70’s. Those things worked for a month, tops.)