1984 Mustang hatchback with peeling silver paint and a huge dint in the drivers side door. It cost me $1200 that I have scrimped and slaved away at my first job (Sonic) for. Somewhere around 1990.

I rarely changed the fucking oil so naturally it wound up throwing a rod and leaving me abandoned at the side of the road hitching a ride from a couple of deer hunters. Good times, good times.


How about smallest car you ever got laid in....now THAT'S a thread.