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My father suprised me once using the exotic rental program. We were in San Diego and his business stuff was taking longer than it was supposed to. I tagged along with him to avoid shopping with my mother and sister. He realized I was getting bored, so he decided to rent me a car so I can do my own thing.
I didn't know what I was renting until we pulled up to the agency. I got to choose either a red 360 Spyder or a yellow Gallardo. I chose the Ferrari, and had it for the next 24 hours. Other than 2 instances of people yelling profanities at me at stop lights, it was amazing.
In retrospect, he could have just given me the cash he spent to do it, and I would have been fine.
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