1982 Thunderbird. When I tried to use the electric seat positioning the digital clock would reset to 12:00. After about 6 months despite all kinds of sealcoating and rust proofing the body began to sprout rust spots like Midwest acne. After two years it was a town joke. We called it "the auto of Dorian Gray." When I went to Ford about it they smirked and said "Yeah, we got some bad alloy that year" and did absloutely nothing about it.
Watching Ford hit $2 a share brings a warm fuzzy feeling to my heart (and wallet).