...and of course mine happens to be an Acura Integra Type-R. As a young girl, I was surrounded by the rice-rocked crew out in the Valley. One of my best friends had me in love at first ride when he picked me up in his Honda Civic Si at the tender age of 15. The car was a total sleeper with only white wheels to hint at the crazy amount of power that was hiding in that tiny body. But naturally, being the crazy girl I am, I was more attracted to his ex-girlfriend's Integra Type-R. I thought she was the coolest girl on the planet with her Von Dutch sticker on the back and a custom paint job to boot. Ever since that day, and realizing that she and I shared the same first name, I was hooked. Although my dreams of the Type-R never actually materialized, I've always had dreams of ripping down the quarter mile in one. Since these cars were never a common sight to see, even at the hight of the "Fast & Furious" days, it's become increasingly rare over the years...until Saturday when I was graced with the presence of this almost stock beauty. Even better...it's from Sonoma.