This highly strung Italian car reminds of Sophia Loren, at least in the sultry sexpot department. It packs V12 performance and weird curves in all the right places, with just enough oddball outer-space styling to make the uninitiated wonder what the fuck it is. I love the glass hatch with the low-slung panel for rear vision. Only 1,200 were made, yet the Espada is still surprisingly affordable. In my wildest car-guy dreams, late at night, I have a secret fantasy of a ratty matte black Espada with a souped-up Chevy under the hood. Man, I could really offend everyone at a car show with that! Espada means sword in Spanish, by the way.