When I got my Z, the girls I hung out with wanted me to give them a ride everywhere. Anna was the only one to admit she just wanted people to see her getting out of a sexy red car (the other girls just gave BS answers). No one EVER hit me up when I drove that Galant.
My guys didn't really
treat me differently. They just became
obnoxious, telling me about races that were happening in Western Seattle, and trying to set me up to race STI's all the time. I don't know how many times I heard, "...nah man, you got this! Just one race!" I stopped hanging out with people for a few weeks because my car was the ONLY thing people wanted to talk about.
As for people asking how much it costs, I figured it would happen. Sociology taught me how people live vicariously through others. And asking a question like, "How much did you pay for it?" is usually the result of learned behavior or jealous comparison...still bothers me today nonetheless
