Become one with it....dont see it as "the beast"...or 666...or the devil.
See it in a new light....it has become part of you....and maybe YOU'RE just too good for the car.
Go be a bad boy in it...stir up some shi%& in it and "bond".
Let it cut you and make you bleed. THEN...and ONLY then will it be your friend.
I know this because I too had one of those cars....it was a man-hater...it cut me, I would wash it, detail it, fix everything that broke....it was a head-turner, and people would gawk at it in awe...she was loud and mean...fastest thing around....
One day I got her out of a mess she was in, and bonded with her....an uninsured motorist crashed in to her....we chased the other driver down and ran them off the road and had the cops haul her to jail....from that day on, she and I were a team....
Then I got rid of her without her even seeing that coming. I turned the tables on her....I had the last say....
Now the new owner is going through hell, like I did....and I know she'll live forever, making other men's lives miserable. Just not mine.
here she is: