I owned a Chevy Vega ... Then some guy turned it into a Funny Car. I owned a Ford Pinto... It stalled on the Railroad Tracks one day and got hit by a train... Yes... it exploded. I owned an AMC Gremlin. I don't remember why. I turned it into a Field Car. We used to drive it thru the woods and party inside it. I owned a Chevy Fiero. The engine blew up. After The car was replaced with another Fiero... Its engine blew up also. Since the Gas Tank was under the drivers seat I took it as an omen, I just cashed out the buy and got a Grand Prix. I owned a 64 Nova. It was chopped and had a bigger engine put into it. I flipped it over while flying over a Railroad Crossing Hump. We parked it next to my 81 Eldorado, which got totaled out when a drunk driver plowed into me. The Eldo really took a hit for me. I owned three Corvettes. One had ratted out brake lines. The cost to redo them was insane. So I parked it in the back 40 and we used to party in it. I once hit a telephone pole with my Delta 88. It chopped the pole in half and I just kept driving. They don't make em' like that anymore. I used to own two Buick Electra 225's. DUECE AND A QUARTER BABY. Detroit leaned in those bad boys. One was Pink Champagne Sparkle. The other was Midnight Blue. I owned a Nash SUICIDE Door Sedan. I had my Roadie Bodyguard drive me to gigs in it. And yes...I made him wear a Cap while driving me.