I remember when I first met my now wife. She was parking her sh!tty little Corsa out side her house, and was making a fine job of grinding the wheels up the kerb. When I tried to point out the error of her ways, she replied "Oh it doesn't matter, it's only the wheels."

Needless to say, she has learned the lesson. She managed nearly 8 years in her last car without a mark on her 17" wheels, so I figured she could move up a level and be trussed with Vancouvers.