Coming from a family full of awful cars, it’s hard to pick a (least) favorite. The really bad ones predated my actual car ownership.
Worst of all time was a Sunbeam Rapier my dad “drove” when I was a kid. Seemingly, every day he would leave for work, then return home a few minutes later, cursing, and grab my mom’s car to get to work. Then a tow truck would deliver the Sunbeam.
After that was a Rambler Classic with a three on the tree. The gear shift linkage would regularly jam and my mom would have to jump out of the car, lift the hood and free the gear shift linkage in traffic.
My personal best car was a 1990 Corolla. It was also the first car I actually owned. It was trouble free for nearly 200k miles. I regretted trading it in for a newer Corolla which was something of a lemon and my personal worst car. My current SUV is far nicer than my first Corolla, but that car got me through my first two jobs and into a real career on the cheap.
Best....1988 Toyota Supra...200 M.P.H. on I-75. I actually worked on the car , amazed that it all went right back in place.
Worst..1984 Z-28 Camero..literally rusted beneath me.
Oh the memories of my childhood. Dad had a 59 Rambler wagon he bought in 1965. Several bad quirks. Yea one was the shifter. I was 8 years old and I'd get out and move the linkage at the firewall. Second thing with it was eating up ignition switches. That's when I learned to jump around the solenoid. Third thing was it's major hunger for rear wheel bearings.
I guess maybe 5 years after he sold it we were at a parts store. I told my dad hey there's your old Rambler. He chuckled and said hush. We could tell it was the wagon from a crack in the windshield. The owner was buying wheel bearings.
I learned to drive in a field with an old 55 Plymouth Belvedere wagon.