57-year-old Edward Smith wants everyone to know that he is not "sick" or mentally disturbed. He likes movies about cars, he writes poetry about them, he sings and talks to them and sometimes when the mood strikes, he makes love to them. Edward first had sex with a car at 15 and now estimates that over 1,000 cars can call him lover. He currently lives with his "girlfriend," a white Volkswagen Beetle named Vanilla. Could someone please give this man a hug and tell him everything is going to be ok?