I mean, sure, both of the models screened into the background there are lovely people, but there’s something about the attractive yet eerie blankness of the woman’s look that’s weirdly haunting. She looks like a person on pause, a lovely yet frozen cypher. What’s going on here? Does that little Fiat have the power to command minds? Is that what we’re seeing?
The other images don’t do much to dissuade this idea, like the singing up there. And that guy in the background – what does he know? What’s going on here? I still own a turbocharged 850 Coupe. Not factory. Still slow, just not as slow as stock. I once test drove an 850 Spyder that had a 124 engine swapped by PBS engineering. Very cool car but the clutch was extremely heavy. Reads like an ad for condoms. We really didn’t get any mess anywhere than the tarps, and we cleaned up everything, but his mom gave me the “stink eye” for a long time after that. As an adult I realize how lucky we were to get away with that. 2. The look in that girl’s eyes is easy to interpret. At a Friday night party, after several drinks, she agreed to weekend driving trip with (Not-Paul-Newman) upon hearing that he owned ‘an Italian Sports Car’. It is now Saturday morning and she has been awakened from her hangover by the crack-of-dawn arrival of “Fiat-Romeo”. He is whispering in her ear in a way that makes her wonder exactly what she agreed to participate in…. Still, it provided many a fun drive along the Angeles Crest Highway.
