For me, it goes something like this. I've wanted to own a car for most of my life, and I got more and more persistent in to buying one, as I eventually got a job and my learner's permit. I'd been searching for something that I would want to get. I did a lot of searching, but up until then, I'd mostly pursued 5.0 Mustangs. I realized that a friend of mine, his parents had just gotten a new Sebring, and as such must have been selling off their 94 Intrepid ES (the thing was fully loaded, and taken good care of, my friend's dad is a car guy). Unfortuantly, they'd sold it a few days before I asked my friend about it. But, I still had Intrepids on my mind when my mom noticed that the local Chrysler dealership had a used 95 Intrepid. It was only the base model, but at least it had the more powerful engine. So, we go check it out, take it out for a test drive (strangely enough, it was my dad who did all the driving). We decide we like it, and also decide to buy it. It was actually my parents who bought it. I bought it off them several months later, when my licence was upgraded to the point where I could drive by myself.