We all have a type when it comes to cars. Some people narrow their focus down to one particular generation of one particular model. Others are happy staying within a certain brand. Some devote themselves to trucks, some to muscle cars. Whatever one's fancy, it's undoubtedly easier to specialize: You get to know the cars inside and out, their weak points, the community that builds up around them. Sometimes the benefits extend further; for instance, if you're known as the AMC guy in town, people start telling you where the AMCs are all hidden or even start offering you their AMC cars and AMC parts.

But that's not to say we're all entirely faithful to our type, especially when it comes to what cars we'd park in our fantasy garages. We're all guilty of a little wandering eye sometimes, even if what catches our eye makes zero sense compared to those vehicles that we typically focus on.

The first step, then, is to identify your type. As noted recently, my type seems to be hopeless old trucks and anything requiring knuckle-busting or the long-term occupation of at least one bay of my garage. Or, at the very least, anything I can swing on an auto writer's budget. The fewer options or features or creature comforts, the better. My type has absolutely nothing to do with anything one could describe as luxury or exotic. It's not that I'm prejudiced against vehicles that come from outside North America — I think a Miata or a Mini or a VW Type 2 or even a Fiat 126 (or any of its derivatives) would fit comfortably in my type — but I don't ever see myself owning something for which an oil change costs more than an entire reliable daily driver.

And yet the world comes to a complete halt every time I see a first-generation Bentley Continental GT. Doesn't matter if it's in person or scrolling through the Hemmings.com classifieds (where I came across the listing for the 2005 Bentley Continental GT from which I nabbed the photos here) or browsing show coverage, I always linger over it and allow those thoughts of "I could see myself in this" to flash across my mind — thoughts that no Ferrari, Lamborghini, Jaguar, Rolls-Royce, Aston-Martin, Mercedes-Benz, etc. inspires for me. I've never driven one, let alone sat in one. I'm not a superfan of them; to be frank, I had to look up a few specifications on the cars before starting this story. But they get my blood pumping, nonetheless.

I can't be the only one who has such a wandering eye. So tell us in the comments below what's your automotive type, what are the cars that you admire regardless, and why?