My little nephew, all of 39 years old, strutted into my living room, keys jingling in hand. Three Aston Martins—Vantage S Convertible, Coupé, and a DBS—lined up like prized chess pieces. His proclamation? “Investment reasons,” he said, with a straight face.I couldn’t resist. “Why not replace the whole fleet with $BTC?” I quipped. The room fell silent, like a bear market in hibernation. But there I stood, grinning, reinforcing my status as a Bitcoin Maxi. 🤣