It doesn’t really matter. Albert’s going to buy one even if he has to buy it at a big-box retail store. Which makes me wonder if perhaps it wouldn’t be a better idea to do just that. Forget the dealers. They don’t want it. Put it in Wal-Mart, back next to the lawnmowers and the Jeff Gordon steering-wheel covers. Knock two grand off the price and watch ‘em sell. In the modern era, these cars are purchased by people who know the full story on them before they ever leave their homes.