1966 Nissan Prince. Bought it for $45 bucks in 1971. At the time everything was Datsun here in the US. I think some Navy guy brought it over on a ship or something.
Needed brake pads and I knew a guy who worked on brakes and he relined the brake shoes.
Let a buddy in auto shop class give it a tune up. He failed to tighten the distributer correctly. About a block from school it died wouldn’t restart. I had it pushed and popped the clutch only to have the distributer spin around taking all the wires with it and destroying it.
Knew a Japanese exchange student from church who was back in Japan. She lived down the street from a Nissan dealership. She mailed me another distributor and I had a neighbor install it, ex Navy mechanic type. Ran good then for awhile.
Sold it for $300 and bought a 1962 VW Bug.
That was a badass little hoopty.
The engine caught on fire in the parking lot garage of the Sheriff's department and I had to go tell the watch commander I broke the glass on the fire extinguisher and used the firehose to put it out.
I didn't like that. Neither did he.
I should have spent the money to keep it maintained.
I should have had the money, too, I guess.
Also, I was a lazy slacker, so I shouldn't blame my poor Bagmobile.
Yes, I wish I still had that baby. I'd cherry it out and get all the chicks.