Maybe we should approach it like this, instead.

You need a new ride.

You go to the local car lot.

The salesman shows you an old, out of date, polluting rust bucket with a really crappy bondo job, and sagging bumpers....

Or......

A extremely sleek sports model that looks like it could take all the pedal you give it, then some.

Golly, that's a tough one.  

Yeah, I think I'll go to the prom with Meg Kelly, leaving Jane Fonda home adjusting the lumps, and bulges, of her depends so they don't appear to give away her real age......

Just a thought, I wonder how much food and medicine she could buy for orphans in Hanoi with the amount of money she spent on trying to fool herself?