I showed up at a North American airport some years ago to pick up my boring standard mid size sedan for my meetings. they handed me the keys to a bright red Mustang convertible instead. I suspect I looked a tad ridiculous in it, and I had to park at the far end of the parking lot because I couldn't see out of the back to reverse the ruddy thing so had to have a 'drive through' space! Bit wasted on this British gal I am afraid!