My first was a Rolls Can’ardly...
(Rolls down one hill and can ‘ardly make it up the next.)
But seriously folks. It was a 1964 Corvair Monza, deemed by Ralph Nader as unsafe at any speed. Of course when I totaled it, the lack of an engine in the front meant it absorbed the shock and prevented my girlfriend and I from exiting through the front window. No seat belts, just a mild bump on the head. Sorry, Ralph.
Hmmm. I believe that should be "my girlfriend and me." We are not longer together. I don't think she was a big fan of my driving. Or my grammar, for that matter.
That was so darn funny I can hardly breath from laughing!