And sometimes you spray gas everywhere all over your car and almost get soaked with it yourself. And sometimes the assholes at the gas station just throw down some kitty litter and don't bother to put up a warning that alerts people that the auto-stop function is broken. Sometimes it happens in Grayson, KY, when you still have 4 more hours of driving to go before you get home, and so you reek of gasoline and have to keep your windows rolled down so that you don't get high off of the fumes.
"The two seater is being joined in a few weeks by a larger two-plus-two model with a rear seat for munchkins." ~Jim Mateja, Chicago Tribune, in regards to the Z32.