Hoards of car lovers insist that a person cannot enjoy a car unless that car is driven. Driving, they say, is the fun, period. No driving equals no fun. How can a person enjoy a car that is parked forever? To these masses, Richard Boeye's statement, "This Boss will never be started or driven on the street. It will be maintained as a museum piece" must sound like sacrilege, the opposite of what a great American automobile was intended to be used for.