In my twenties I lived just up the road from Duggies and every day passed (or was passed by) a flat rad with no shine anywhere and yet just looked very good. In fact it was peering in to Duggies window one day when I was invited in to sit in a new four seater - dark green- and was hooked, but it was the fascination with that dull, scuffed flat rad that started it. Meabh.
