I've
always wanted a black car, and somehow whenever I'm shopping there isn't one available. I wanted a black Prelude in '85, but they only had Graphite Gray. Wanted a black 911, none in my price range.
Everyone's always warning you against it: too hard to keep clean, shows ever imperfection, swirl marks galore. Screw'em, I said, I want black. I'll take the risks and do the work.
So yesterday, I bought a black on black 2003 BMW 325i. Gorgeous, all the options I was looking for, priced right, everything I wanted...a dream realized (almost - I'm kind of picturing a black 944S2 next to it, oddly enough).
And today, I came out to see... a dusty black car with bird poop on it.
I think me and the folks and Griots and going to get very friendly...
Emanuel