Okay, if you must know, it was a 67 Lincoln coupe. 74,000 miles, fairly clean, very solid, with a 462. The car rode like nothing I've ever driven. My stupid drunk 17 yr. old ass ran it up over some big granite curbs at a high rate of speed.
Very well, mine was a 1986 Cavalier. It was a total POS, but it was free (thanks Grandpa) so I drove it for a couple years. Eventually sold it b/c it was falling apart and got an '84 Grand Marquis, but the tranny on that car was all f***ed up, so I sold it and got a Pontiac 6000 for $200 on an auction. I drove that car for about a year, then sold it for $500 to some sucker who needed a cheap car real bad. Then my dad bought me a Bronco II without talking to me first, which had lifter issues, so I drove it until I got it sold (about 2 weeks) and bought a '90 Deville. 4 years later I bought a '92 Deville, and now I have a '98 Deville. There, my life story.