Three Chistmases ago, I surprised my wife with a new PT Cruiser. That's now our "good" car.
I took the 1991 Saturn that she had been driving as my daily driver.
Mechanically the car is sound, and doesn't look bad from the outside. Inside, though, the carpeting is worn, the headliner is sagging in a couple of spots, the air conditioning doesn't work, the power sunroof has given up, and one of the speakers sometimes crackles.
The thing is, I've almost always driven beater cars, while my toys--my sports cars and my Harleys--got all of the loving attention.
Would I like to have something like a new 5 liter Mustang convertible? Sure.
But I mistreat my cars. I throw empty cigarette packs on the floor, almost never wash the cars, leave junk sitting on the seats for months on end, and other dastardly deeds.
For me, a car is a way of getting from one point to another.
I got fifteen years of use out of my old pickup truck. By the time I sold it for $250, the tailgate didn't work, the body was rusted out in several areas, there were dents all over, and it generally looked like a Clampett-mobile.
Does anyone else view their cars/trucks as I do?