
(Beth, Dog's wife.)
Moderators: AArdvark, Ice Cream Jonsey
That's way too harsh. A 1986 Plymouth Reliant was my college car. It had been through some stuff -- SEEN THINGS -- way before I got my hands on it, but it was totally reliable all the way from orientation to graduation for me. It even kept me alive through an accident (OK, OK, the guy had just pulled out of a gas station and was maybe going 25 MPH before he rammed into me, but the point still stands). What more could I ask for? Admittedly, it was decidedly not a chick magnet, but it winnowed the field for me. You drive a Reliant and you only get the girls of good character who can overlook a man's eccentricities. Few regrets, man, few regrets.