The Audi V8 Quattro is so nice it's creeping me out

Brief

Seriously, I am wondering when the other shoe is going to drop. The 1990 Audi V8 Quattro showed up the other day looking like it had 15,000 miles on the clock rather than 82K (which is still pretty damn low.) The paint is gorgeous; once detailed, it's going to look absolutely incredible. 

The flaws seem nominal at this point, although I haven't driven it out of fear of snapping the timing belt, given there's no record of it being done. There's a burnt-out fog light; the washer fluid reservoir has a leak; the driver's window switch seems glitchy (cost to replace: $7.99). Sadly, the Blaupunkt Sante Fe headunit seems to just be emitting static at this point, but I'm sure my stereo shop can find a solution. 

The car itself is incredibly handsome. It's stoic, even. The vibe it gives off is odd; it's closed-off, keeping secrets. I can't think of a suitable analogy, but definitely, anything that speaks to being too good to be true. The leather is flawless. The tires are new. The wood trim is blemish-free. The sunroof works perfectly. What's wrong with this picture? Why didn't someone else snatch this car up? 

All I can figure is my instincts were correct all along: nobody goes to Bismarck, ND in the winter, especially not for an obscure Audi, and the seller kept the listed price too high for too long to entice anyone to take a chance. Hopefully, once it goes to my shop for the timing belt / tensioner / water pump change and general once-over, my suspicions will be proven correct.