1993 Infiniti G20. It used to be in IMMACULATE shape when I bought it but recently it's been through a hell of a slump since my sister (due to a simple lack of knowing how to check a fucking dipstick) ruined both her's and her husband's cars and hence have resorted to "borrowing" my car as they see fit.
It recently took a shit with its newfound adopted owners and that cost me quite a bit to fix.
But seriously? Despite all the punishment it's endured through mine and my sibling figure's driving and my constant maintenance of the car (like all proper cars should have) it's still running like a champ and has thus has been far more reliable and faithful than my last five ex-girlfriends combined. THAT says something, people.
Jam it back in, in the dark.