That someone else owns it now.
I tease.
Nothing, and I mean nothing, was cooler to me about my Buick than the way it sounded when it was started. There is just something about hearing the LC2 come to life - from the engagement of the starter, to the turbo spinning into a light whistle, to the clatter of the lifters (probably because two are running on flattening lobes), to the ticking of the injectors, the thump of the exhaust through the thin headers, and finally when it settles into a burble as it transitions from open to closed loop.
Seriously do miss that car.