To be fair, everything in the late ‘70s and early ‘80s came nicotine-stained right out of the box, it was the aesthetic. If you buy a late C3 Corvette or second-generation Camaro, they all come with the ghosts of their original owners, who all manifest as clouds of smoke with yellow teeth, wearing cheap faux suede jackets. To exorcise the car, you tell them a dirty joke, and they’ll laugh until they wheeze and cough themselves to their second deaths.