In high school we had this friend. His name was Garrett. (Although my sister dubbed him Gay Rat) He wanted to be friends with my other friend, Kyler, more than anything in the world. He went out and bought a car just like his. It's creepy because it was a '79 Lincoln Mark V; not a mainstream kinda car. And then he'd drive around Kyler's neighbourhood and honk his horn a lot. What a stalker.
