"It's made of plastic. And he gave me LSD, dude, you don't even want to know what I was tripping. It wasn't just any LSD, either. It was his own, high grade LSD. I was still tripping by the time we ran into Anna at the crime scene."

Dean did so, but he really wasn't all that happy about the car. If he was going to steal a car, it might as well be one that was at least sturdy. No way this thing would survive getting t-boned by a tractor trailer.