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Post by KAMALARAMBO: BOOMSHAKALAKA!!! on Dec 8, 2019 7:25:51 GMT -5
Not necessarily owned (though that counts too), but perhaps someone else owned, you rode in before, or even just saw. Inspired by this quote I saw:
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ERON
Hank Scorpio
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Post by ERON on Dec 8, 2019 7:44:33 GMT -5
A Dodge Neon. My first new car. I got it as a graduation present. There's a reason you don't see too many on the road anymore. They were pretty much designed to last just long enough for the warranty to expire. After that, everything that could possibly go wrong with the car did, in rapid succession.
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schizo
Dennis Stamp
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Post by schizo on Dec 8, 2019 11:59:49 GMT -5
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Post by bibboid on Dec 8, 2019 14:24:15 GMT -5
The first car I owned was a ‘68 VW Beetle. It took three feet to drive it. When sitting at a stoplight you needed one foot in the clutch, your right toe on the brake pedal and your right heel tapping the gas to keep it from stalling out. The gas gauge only worked when the tank was over half full. Under half and the needle just dropped to empty. I had to make sure I filled the tank every 200 miles so I didn’t run out of gas. The fuel filter would clog on a regular basis. It was a little plastic thing that plugged into the fuel line at either end and you had to unplug it and blow the blockage out or the car would just die while you were driving it. The Horn was a button at the center of the steering wheel. The button fell off and I was left with a live wire sticking out. To honk, I had to touch the wire to the metal steering wheel frame. Touch the wire itself and you got a shock. Only one windshield wiper worked properly. The driver side blade went back and forth but the passenger side would go up and then stop. I had to tie the two wiper arms together with string so the good arm would pull the bad arm down. Also the washer fluid was powered by air pressure from the spare tire but the hose didn’t hold pressure so I couldn’t wash the windshield. The heaters would pull heat from the exhaust system to warm the cabin. My heaters were rusted out so the car was actually pumping exhaust straight into the car. It probably explains why I used to come home from work and pass out for an hour or two.
I loved that car so much.
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Sam Punk
Hank Scorpio
Own Nothing, Be Happy
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Post by Sam Punk on Dec 8, 2019 15:17:50 GMT -5
Ford. It stands for found off road dead.
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Post by Display Name on Dec 8, 2019 15:28:53 GMT -5
Had and repaired a ‘95 Ford Explorer for wayyy too long. Put so much money into that piece of shit.
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Post by Cyno on Dec 8, 2019 15:36:50 GMT -5
I think the worst car I've ever been in was a friend's old Saturn. Engine made weird noises and the air conditioner was busted.
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Fade
Patti Mayonnaise
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Post by Fade on Dec 8, 2019 15:57:14 GMT -5
Only had my scion xa in my life and she’s treated me right but for reference my father said his ‘88 or ‘89 Ford Aerostar was the biggest piece of shit he’s ever driven.
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Ultimo Gallos
Grimlock
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Post by Ultimo Gallos on Dec 8, 2019 17:07:02 GMT -5
Had an old army buddy that had a Yugo. Wipers only worked on the drivers side. It had one head light and 1 working tail light. The gas cap was a cut off mountain dew bottle. And for some reason he had an alarm on it.
But he drove that car all over for like 5 years and rarely had to work on it. It just looked,sounded and smelled like crap.
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Post by government mule on Dec 8, 2019 17:56:18 GMT -5
Had an irritating issue with a Ford Focus where the immobilizer kept failing irrationally. Rest of the car worked and drove fine, just got fed up with the idea that the immobilizer would let me down at the worst possible time. One of those issues where the part to replace it was probably £20 but because it was something specialised to Ford, it would be more like £400 plus labour costs so I got rid of it.
Also owned a diesel Peugeot 306. Horrible car that had the turning circle of a tank.
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Post by prettynami on Dec 8, 2019 18:57:47 GMT -5
The first car I owned was a ‘68 VW Beetle. It took three feet to drive it. When sitting at a stoplight you needed one foot in the clutch, your right toe on the brake pedal and your right heel tapping the gas to keep it from stalling out. The gas gauge only worked when the tank was over half full. Under half and the needle just dropped to empty. I had to make sure I filled the tank every 200 miles so I didn’t run out of gas. The fuel filter would clog on a regular basis. It was a little plastic thing that plugged into the fuel line at either end and you had to unplug it and blow the blockage out or the car would just die while you were driving it. The Horn was a button at the center of the steering wheel. The button fell off and I was left with a live wire sticking out. To honk, I had to touch the wire to the metal steering wheel frame. Touch the wire itself and you got a shock. Only one windshield wiper worked properly. The driver side blade went back and forth but the passenger side would go up and then stop. I had to tie the two wiper arms together with string so the good arm would pull the bad arm down. Also the washer fluid was powered by air pressure from the spare tire but the hose didn’t hold pressure so I couldn’t wash the windshield. The heaters would pull heat from the exhaust system to warm the cabin. My heaters were rusted out so the car was actually pumping exhaust straight into the car. It probably explains why I used to come home from work and pass out for an hour or two. I loved that car so much. How are you even still alive?
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J. Hova
Don Corleone
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Post by J. Hova on Dec 8, 2019 19:20:27 GMT -5
Back in high school, one of my friends had a minivan of some flavor, I don't recall off hand what model. This was a stop gap vehicle that some relative gave him while he saved money to repair his real car. He drove that thing for like 6 or 8 months. What I remember was wrong with it: no heater, AC worked sporadically, the headlights would randomly shut off, alignment was there in theory, it sounded like it was falling apart at any moment, and my personal favorite, the sliding door in the back could slide open if you took a turn too sharply or too high of speed.
More than once, I told him he should have just gotten a horse, at least he could have shot it and put it out of its misery.
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Paul
Vegeta
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Post by Paul on Dec 8, 2019 19:24:45 GMT -5
Back in high school, one of my friends had a minivan of some flavor, I don't recall off hand what model. This was a stop gap vehicle that some relative gave him while he saved money to repair his real car. He drove that thing for like 6 or 8 months. What I remember was wrong with it: no heater, AC worked sporadically, the headlights would randomly shut off, alignment was there in theory, it sounded like it was falling apart at any moment, and my personal favorite, the sliding door in the back could slide open if you took a turn too sharply or too high of speed. More than once, I told him he should have just gotten a horse, at least he could have shot it and put it out of its misery. You were right- a horse would have been a lot safer and less of a death risk than that minivan!
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wankah
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Post by wankah on Dec 8, 2019 21:04:14 GMT -5
If I'm right the Dodge Neon was Chrysler Neon in Europe at the time. My father had a pick up truck before that, but after the divorce he settled with one.
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wankah
Don Corleone
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Post by wankah on Dec 8, 2019 21:05:36 GMT -5
Also drove an El camino for five years myself.
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Post by Long A, Short A on Dec 9, 2019 1:42:22 GMT -5
My cousin's 98 Bonoville. The longer he owned it, the most stuff broke. His sister called it Rusty, Squeaky, Beepy, and that was the kind of car it was. His sister and I thought he could have bought a better car with all the money he spent on that bucket. Granted, the city we live in is full of buckets with plastic windows.
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Paul
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Post by Paul on Dec 9, 2019 2:01:13 GMT -5
My cousin's 98 Bonoville. The longer he owned it, the most stuff broke. His sister called it Rusty, Squeaky, Beepy, and that was the kind of car it was. His sister and I thought he could have bought a better car with all the money he spent on that bucket. Granted, the city we live in is full of buckets with plastic windows. "Rusty, Squeaky, and Beepy" need to be the names of a trio faction of wrestlers with robot gimmicks.
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