I had a red MG Metro which rusted like a nail, but I liked driving it.
My wife parked it at school with a Post It Note on the steering wheel saying PETROL in large letters, because it was running on vapour, and she planned to visit the local petrol station which was about five hundred yards away.
Some idiots stole it, and unsurprisingly, it ran out of petrol quarter of a mile away.
The police called round at 1:30 in the morning saying they had found it, and had a can so we could get it going. On the way to pick it up, they advised me that if they got a 'shout' they'd leave me wherever we were, with their apologies!! Fortunately we got to the car.
I also had three Minis, first was great, bought from a neighbor of my grandmother in 1978 for £200 with less than 1,000 miles on it - bargain. It got destroyed by an uninsured drink driver while it was parked.
The second was another nail, really bad, and the third was the worst, a rust bucket with no heating. My youngest daughter and I used to drive to her school in the mornings in it, and we used to joke about opening the windows to let some warmer air in!!