Driving me mad

Orlando often lines his cars up and asks me which one i'd like in an 'if-money-was-no-object-and-they-were-real' kind of a way.

I always choose the 911 Porsche Cerrera S (even though I don't really like yellow).

He always says I can't have that one and chooses me a different, cheaper, car.



Trying to replace my written off car with the pittance the insurance company paid out is, quite literally, driving me mad.

And I fear Orlando has a future in car insurance.