Hyundai
Pony 1.5 GLS
£Free
Donated to me by my grandad when he became too ill to drive it. I loved it, hated it, thought it was the best thing ever and got let down by it all at the same time!
Mamouth amounts of understeer kept me safe during my yobbish "Tyre squeel is cool and makes my willy bigger" stage. I never pulled away without lighting the tyres up in it

Threw it into the greenery twice in the time I had it and both times I just drove it back onto the road.
For a big chunck of the 4 and a half years I had it I near enough lived in it. Spent numerous hours just sitting in it chatting with mates, used to use it as a sanctuary and would go and sit in it just to listen to some music and escape the world. I slept in it a few times, and my self and my gf spent more than a few hours tucked up in the back of it up deserted country lanes
I had a new exhaust fitted which despite me just asking for a standard one ended up being a bigger diameter and sounded awesome (in my opinion at the time) I thought I was the dogs danglies blipping the throttle giving nice little farts and pops from the raspy exhaust
I had plans for it but the financial constraints of keeping a car on the road whilst studying for your a-levels meant that nothing ever came of them
Whilst I hope i'll never own a car as crap as that again, I doubt I will ever own another car that means as much to me as that one did. I'm not one to normally get attached to inanimate objects but I really do feel sad at the fact that I scrapped it
EDIT:
Rust in peace old buddy