A neighbor's 1988 top-of-the-line A8. I really love the aesthetic and automotive technology of that era. The body lines are elegant, the owner has maintained it well, with original paint and flawless condition. The top-tier Bose sound system and the headlights are just right—not too big, not too small—perfectly aligned with my taste. After so many years, it still shines brightly.

The owner has been doing business out of town for years. Since he has a car there, this one has always been parked in the garage. By chance, I was lucky enough to drive it once. The steering wheel points exactly where I aim it, and both aggressive driving and relaxed driving are full of driving pleasure.
The interior is high-end and luxurious, smooth as ever. Now, I mostly drive it during holidays and special occasions. After five or six years, I still can't part with it. The dashcam is almost full of footage, but I can't bear to delete it!