Pulled out of my eye doctor's office followed by a guy in a suburban. I had noticed he had stopped and looked at my car as I was backing out of the parking space. When he started following me, I of course got a little nervous. He pulled up next to me at a stop light and yelled "What year is that?" "99" I said. He looked like he found a pot of gold. "Interested in selling it?" he asked. I said "Nope." and pulled away with a huge grin on my face.