If I were an automobile

I'm not sure if Barbara Walters ever asked somebody this, but I can imagine her doing so: if you were a car, what kind of car would you be?

This is the question people ask themselves when they go shopping for cars. What kind of a car am I? I think, then, that I am a used car. At least that's the kind of self/car I can afford.

But if we're talking about ideals, then I suppose I am some kind of Battle-ready Cobramobile. Say, the BattleCar-bra90000SMX. It shoots venom.