I love Volkswagons. Back in the good days, I had a 2006 Volkswagon Jetta in Tornado Red. A beautiful car that I got brand new on February 28th, 2006. I only remember the date because it was my 16th birthday. Then shit went down of course, my family started struggling, and I had to sell my car to pay off tuition. Now I'm looking at buying a really cheap used car to get me to and from work when I have a little more money set aside. Nothing special, just something that does its job.
A maroon 2002 Pontiac Grand Prix, affectionately called The Millennium Falcon. I bought it from a neighbor almost two years ago after my Ford Contour decided to kick the bucket. R.I.P. Fred the Red Sled.
I've got an '02 Ford Ranger right now. It's my way of compromising. I like the look, feel and utility of a pick up but I hate how much gas most of them consumed. So I got something smaller instead. I couldn't be happier.
I inherited my mom's silver '98 Ford Escort SE. It's not a bad car, but once I get enough money for it/beg my grandpap, I'm getting a green Honda Element. I have yet to decide the year, but I love those things.