I had an Oldsmobile Cutlass Supreme, the tide came into the parking lot, one day, and was up to it's door handles. It ruined it. Then when I was driving my girlfriend home from work, in her car (Chevy Cavalier), a Chevy Venture Van broadsided us, the guy's grill was about an inch from my face. So, in a matter of months, we were both looking for a car. I'm now driving around a purple '96 Sebring convertible that I'm gonna part ways with in lieu of all our other possessions we've accumulated over the course of our relationship.