|7.2 x 30 x 3.5 cm|
I indeed did own my dream car: a mid-eighties Volvo 240 station wagon, cornflower blue. A perfect form married to absolute function. Except that the function part didn't work out so well.
After only a year-and-a-half together, I donated the thing. And knowing what "donated" means (see: metal cube), I extracted the seat belts before I bid her adieu. I thought maybe someday I'd use them for something.