This is kinda related to Feelings Week. Like many of you, I have a physical reaction when looking at/thinking about cars as glorious as yesterday's Fantasy Garage inductee, the Aston Martin DB4 GT Zagato. See for me, for my aesthetic sensibilities, any European sports car built between 1955 and 1965 will do just fine. However, I am well aware of Danio the people out there that wouldn't be caught dead so much as day dreaming about anything other than late 60s/early 70s Detroit iron. And for every one of them, there's someone else that thinks a Toyota AE-86/Nissan Silvia is the be all and end all of automotive rad. And how can I really be so obsessed with LeMans racers from the early 60s, when today's GT1 competitors are such boner-inducers? Now I'm asking you, you?