Here we have a lovely bit of confusion. Apparently a bunch of designers splurged on a five martini lunch and the next thing you know they spent the afternoon flitting about the studio scribbling on each other's projects, adding this, subtracting that, a grille from here, trim from there. Luckily they looked at the chaos the next morning and, after decisively snuffing out their Chesterfields in a huff, destroyed all their work from the prior day. Except for one. This one.
So be forwarned, although it may look like something, that may well be the very thing that it absolutely isn't.
Or quite possibly maybe not.
One can never be certain about these things, whatever these things may turn out to be.
Oh, and when I mentioned the 'lovely bit of confusion' in the first sentence, I was referring to this description, not the car. Just wanted to clear that up.
Man, I gotta lay off the Happy Bunny Spaz Juice. *burp*