I knew that I wanted a muscle car, but I thought that it had to be a Chevy. I had read about the Six Pack, but never considered one, UNTIL I SAW the Q5 sitting on the showroom floor, hood on the roof, aircleaner on the hood, and 3 deuces sitting on top of a highrise intake with a 440!!! Dang, I HAD to have the car. I couldn't look at anymore cars. I bought it on the spot and didn't even try to talk them down. I still have the paperwork where I traded my Chevy in on it.