Reading the thread "Worst car you ever owned" made me think back of all the cars I have had. My first car was a 1966 Chevelle given to me by my parents. It was a six cylinder, 4door that needed all kinds of work but ran and drove. It had holes in the floor boards and all.

I had it for less than a year before I smashed into a guy coming out of his driveway without him looking before exiting. I screamed at the guy mostly because I was grounded and not supposed to have the car out. Turned out he was my teacher the next year in school. Found out he worked at the school when the car wouldn't start and I needed to get it home. He reluctantly help me hot wire the car and actually turned out to be a very cool teacher.