What a fun thread!
1. My 1980 Volkswagon Rabbit with a diesel engine. I had friends that had diesel Rabbits and swore by them. The one I got was a piece of sh*t that was always at the Old Volks Home (a repair shop). One time I was driving along on I-694 and the damned thing began to wildly accelerate all by its self-I almost "pit my shants". Seems that the cylinders would develop this tremendous vacuum that would pull the lubrication oil into the firing chamber. Then there was the time the right rear wheel fell off just outside Madison, WI at 11:00 at night. My woman friends told me they loved the way that diesel engine would vibrate
2. Our 1962 Airstream Tradewind. After having a taste of full time RVing in the early '90's, Dennis and I talked for years of going back on the road with an Airstream (or Avion or Silverstreak). So when the day came, we paid WAY TOO MUCH for this trailer and then sunk way too much money into it. The only thing the Airstream has going for it is-
A) Everyone notices you and waves.
B) They do tow a bit easier than other "square" trailers.
Livability in an Airstream is non-existant-The beds were designed for midgets and the kitchen was designed for people who mostly eat out. Restoring an old Airstream was much more costly than we had expected. I guess they don't call 'em Land Yachts for nothing. (Since a Yacht is a whole in the water into which one pours money) We dumped that thing off at Iowa Boys in North Hollywood, CA and then moved our butts to Maui!
3. The '93 Chevy Corsica that was our first "Maui Cruizer" All the controls in that car were in the exact wrong place from were they should be and it leaked oil so bad we had to lay out cardboard "maxi-pads" for it. It was a cheep ride for us while we determined if we were going to stay on Maui. Finally Dennis said "I don't want to be the last owner of that car." so we traded it in on our Ford Ranger.
4. The Bird. The gal who lives in the main house at our place was given a big white Parrot by a "friend" who was moving back to the mainland. At first I thought "How Cool". Well, the longer she had it, the more the novelty of having it wore off and the more it was neglected. Neglected parrots tend to scream. A lot. Finally called the landlord and said "It's the bird or Us!" The bird left.