It was the music, wasn't it? That funky synthesized beat, riffing on Delibes' Procession of Bacchus; the gravel-voiced narrator introducing the story of a "shadowy flight into the dangerous world of a man who does not exist;" and the soaring polysynth leads. Oh, yeah, and the car, an artificially-intelligent, wry-humored Cylon brain stuffed into a 1982 Pontiac. Here's one on eBay.
Alas, even after tens of thousands of dollars worth of mods, including a dash area aglow with 80s-style LED goodness, a winged steering wheel and digital speedometer (no turbo boost, unfortunately), it's still a 1982 Trans-Am with a $30,000 price tag.
