My first car was a 1950 Dodge.  One of my security questions on a credit card is “what was your worst car?”  There is your answer.  It had no back seat and looked like a Bonnie & Clyde reject.

Tell us about your worst car.  Here is Adam Sandler to get you started:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Fw0OvKFKhw  (skip the ad)

Mine is probably the ‘71 Peugot 504 I bought in 1975 in Santa Barbara. The car needed to be repaired at least once a month to take care of its oddly engineered suspension and other poorly made systems, but even worse was that the car was both underpowered and under-cooled. Not a good car for Southern California’s hills, but comfy as can be. I traded it in on a Chevy station wagon after a year, and the Peugeot then sat in various local used car lots for years, unsold.

I had a love / hate relationship with “my” first car, a 1957 Willy’s Jeep. I learned how to deal with primitive transmissions (e.g. no choice but to double clutch), and it was pretty cool. But it broke a lot and it was uncomfortable in most every way you could imagine: loud, cold, and bumpy.

I’ve owned only four cars and all were great.  Yeah. .  . the ‘73 BMW 2002 had problems, but it was old and needed more attention than I could give it, kind of like a high-maintenance girlfriend.