You know how you will sometimes run across a woman who you know will be bad for you, will empty your wallet, will cause you to do bad things (and not just to her), will cause you to get into trouble, but at the end of the day, you just can’t help yourself?
Here’s the automotive equivalent, the 1952 Alfa Romeo 1900 M (“Matta”):
Didn’t know Alfa made a jeep-type utility back in the early 1950s? Nor did I. But let’s get back to the standards set in first paragraph of this post, because this little thing even warns you by its nickname that it’s going to be trouble:
Is it reliable? — doesn’t Matta
Does it have 4-wheel drive? — doesn’t Matta
What’s its gas consumption? — doesn’t Matta
Is it an uncomfortable ride? — doesn’t Matta
Is it expensive? — doesn’t Matta
Do I want one? Hell yes.
Because it’s an Alfa.
And to make things even worse, here’s an earlier one, the 1930 Alfa Romeo 6C 1750 Gran Sport:
I want this one even more than the Matta… wait, no I don’t / yes I do aaaaaarrrrrrghhh I want both, because they color-match.
I have as much resistance to Alfas as I have to the type of girl in the opening paragraph.