I'm an old Subaru?

I met a man this last autumn, we started emailing, then dating... he was a good guy, a little strange, but then, so am I. After a couple weeks he asked to slow things down. He stated he always goes too fast and didn't want to repeat past mistakes. Ok, we'll be friends first... Then he started telling me about these other women he was spending more time with than me. One in particular, it finally clicked....he was dating HER and I was friend zoned. (Don't mistake that as being a long time time before I figured it out.. It was only a couple of days and he was telling me the opposite).

I readjusted and realized that I was more than fine only being friends, we were obviously NOT a love match. We continued to talk, even hung out again... He told me how great he was to the women in his life. I called him on his crap.. Tat is not to say he had treated me bad or anything, and I'm sure none of it was conscious. Well, that was my bad, I shouldn't have said anything! He decided he had made a mistake and I was who he really wanted. Yikes! I told him he was just scared of this new relationship and this is what he told me:

She is like a shiny new sports car, being a different ethnicity etc, made her a novelty, something you think you want because it is different and beautiful. I am like his old Subaru. I'm not very pretty on the outside but I have all the necessities in life that make a person content and maybe even happy.

What??? I'm an old Subaru that's not so pretty???? I guess this is one more item to add to the "other bucket list" sigh....

Vroom....vroom.....cough.....splutter.....vroom.....vroom