Driving past shop windows and seeing my reflection and thinking 'Hmmm that looks soooo good'
walking up to it in a carpark (when it's freshly washed, which is most of the time) and thinking how increadible it looks (and wondering if thats what other people think when they see it as well)
Knowing that in 18 months when I really need to replace it I'll either keep it for as long as I can, or swap it for another newer bigger engined one. (I can't think of another make/model that I would consider)
Knowing that even though it's tried it's best to be as unreliable as everyone told me it would be, I really don't care and will forgive it everything. (gearbox died, I had a cheap as chips repair done and instead of selling and buying a Ford or Vauxhall I'm just saving up to have it fixed the next time it fails, cant think of any car I've ever owned that I would forgive so easily)
Realising every morning when I walk out of the house and look at it that I own an 'Alfa Romeo'
Sitting in traffic on the M62 knowing that everyone else in their repmobiles and their BMWs and their Audis are all sat there looking at my car thinking 'Thats nice'
Seeing another 159 and giving a flash of the lights, or a little wave, or a nod and smile and knowing that whether the other driver responds or not they know 'why'
Seeing another 159 (if the wife and/or kids are with me) and giving a big flash and enthusiastic wave and knowing the wife/kids will be sooo embarased. (but the other driver will know 'why')
The sudden burst of speed that just sort of happens when 2 Alfas get next to each other on a more or less deserted A55 on Anglesey, much to the disgust of my Mrs and the Mrs of the other guy in the red 159SW (You know who you are)