My first car was a 1960 Rambler that dad bought me for going to college my senior high school year. Driven by a lady who only went to Arizona once a year, and never changed the oil. We got it in 1965. Other than that , it worked fine for about 3 years. During that time, it needed a new valve and ring job (from the no oil changes) the brakes went out about 20 miles from college, it was interesting and scary driving to the service station so they could repair that (call home and more money in checking to pay), then the turn signal in the steering column started smoking on another drive and Ihad to use hand signals to drive it home. Dad traded in that thing on a new car for him, giving me his Pontiac (no air or fm radio) but it did come with floor mats to cover up the hole in the floor boards that rusted. That needed new rings as well. Finally when I graduated they bought me a Chevy Camaro, 1971. It could move , man could it move. Eventually it wore out so I got a Pontiac sunbird which had front wheel drive , a pain in winter. I traded that for an Oldsmobile and drove that for 10 years, traded that for a Grandprix. Loved that car, but when my granddaughter was born, her parents drove a station wagon, that the doors wouldn't open and i gave them my car and got the Jeep. and now I have the Mazda. It works fine for in the city , zoom zoom.