What can I say other than I always yearned for my own surname in Old English type on my rear window. (I didn’t have a truck, but I did have a Pontiac Bonneville passed down from my late grandfather.) But “D’Amico” sounded almost Latino, so I opted for an experiment to try “Smith.” Some thought I would get killed, but it was all in good fun. Hard to gauge what reaction it got, though, since I was driving.