I had a customer at one of shops that had an XR4Ti that he cherished like a precious heirloom. He would ONLY deal with me, and on any given day, I could be at any of 23 locations... or none at all.
No matter, he had my cell number and would call me to arrange dropping it off at my personal shop. Didn't care what it cost. Didn't care how long it took. Dude was super cool, funny as Hell, and a freaking GIANT. I'm 6'4" and BIG, and this dude intimidated the shit out of me despite probably being in his mid 50s at the time (mid 2,000s) and I was in my mid 30s.
He was an FBI agent, that also loved acting, and moonlighted doing TV commercials. I would crack up every time I saw him show up in a commercial for a local furniture store or dental office... if they only knew...
Anyway, I remember having to scour the globe to find a new radiator for that car. The original could not be saved with a rod and repair. There were ZERO to be found in the Americas. Finally tracked one down in fucking Denmark of all places and paid an absurd amount for both the part itself, and to get it stateside. Took several weeks. Guy paid it without flinching.
I don't fully "get it" with that car, but as a quirky car lover, I get it.
I'm sure he still has it. I haven't seen his or any others in 10 years.
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