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I used to go out with this guy who had this super-fast, late '90s Corvette. I think Corvettes are hideous to start with, but this guy had all the extras, and had literally spent like $50K making that car faster...and faster...and faster. It was never good enough, and he was always yelling at me for slamming the door too hard when I got in (I actually think the car was his girlfriend, not me). Well one day he started the thing up and the engine basically just exploded--he'd fucked with that car just a liiiittle too much. I thought it was very funny, but he failed to see the humor in the situation. We weren't together much longer after that.
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