http://bringatrailer.com/2014/05/14/seller-submission-19k-mile-2001-qvale-mangusta/

May 14, 2014 at 6:33 pm
Once I responded to a craigslist ad for a 2001 Qvale. The young man who owned it was the son of a respected woodworker. When my partner and I arrived the young man was quite discombobulated and was having a rift with his old man. They had invested thousands in the car and he was letting it go for a song. Even though they were well to do the son was a new age enlightened hippie who preferred to make music on his digeridoo and dance to jamm bands. We hit it off. The young man relinquished possession of the mangusta to me once his old dad had retreated to the confines of the wood shop. After we shook on it and made the exchange, I gave him a doobie and hit the bay bridge. I am delighted with the car. As a mustang guy Im right at home with the controls and love winding her up. She Goes!
I am now a member of a club that I have never been in. Its called the what the hell is that club. Membership is very limited as some members have acquired more than one of the cards in the deck. The car is absolutely the most un-photogenic vehicle I have ever owned. There is no way to get a good snapshot of it. Once I took a nice pic from down low on the side, and that was it.
When you have the top up in the targa style it says Burt freakin Reynolds. When the top is all the way down it says hello Im available. You can mix with the upper crusters and still do a full tune up for 600 beans. On a recent trip down the coast a roadie girl who would be outta my mustang guy league gave me a little love. A down and dirty young gal in an aging but clean 4×4 toyo gave me the old side eye in traffic with a grin to match. Its sexy. Would you expect less from the man who penned the countach?
I like the history. Its about italian powerful families wrestling for the iconic nameplate. Read up on it, its shady, and not in a shade tree mechanic kinda way. They made 282 of these babies at $85k a pop. Thats nearly $24 mil in projected sales. Wow, thats a lotta pizza dough.
If you say its not a future classic thats A-ok. Im driving the dog dook outta mine with no regrets. I’m sure many cars were thought of in this way, then when it hits a certain year you wish you had put 10 in a bunker in the oregon woods. I used to trash saleen foxes when I was 33. Now I wish I stashed 33 saleen foxes. Driving fast with the top down, thats how I want to be remembered. Put it on my grave stone, here lies danger dan, he had fun today.