Look, if you want to drive around in a bright turquoise Camaro with a vanity plate that reads “sweet ss”, that’s fine with me. As long as you live here in the good ol’ US of A your right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of narcissistic douche-baggery are well protected. On the other hand, when you think it’s ok to intentionally double park that Extenze-ad-on-wheels you call a sports car in a public parking lot, that’s where you cross the line over to just being a royal prick. I know you’re worried one of us lowly peasants will come along and carelessly scratch, ding, scuff or otherwise besmirch your noble steed, but don’t you worry. That Don Johnson paint job could be seen from 3 miles out on a foggy day, and we’ll all be more than happy to give you a wide berth.