OK, the heroes and the dogs:
1957 Ford Fairlane Skyliner - greatest party car ever (ah, misspent youth):
1966 Mustang Coupe 289 V8 (in red, of course)
1966 Shelby GT350 - what an idiot I was selling that car, I still miss it:
1967 Mustang fastback
1969 Mustang coupe 351 V8 (jet black)
1972 Ford Mustang Mach 1 351 V8 (sensing a theme yet?):
1971 Ford Torino with a 427 CobraJet V8 - a car that tried to kill me on a number of occasions:
First huge mistake, bought during a fuel crisis - a 1977 Ford Mustang II V8. There is a special Circle of Hell reserved for this car:
Then is gets highly mundane, interspersed with the odd fun car:
1977 Ford Cortina
Ford Escort panel van, painted in blue with a brush (needs must, nothing to see here, move along - my step-daughter learned how to park by Braille in it)
1987 Vauxhall Cavalier - zzzzzz
1988 Ford Sierra Estate diesel (what a dog, move along)
1989 Citroen BX Estate - loved the hydropneumatic suspension but continents moved quicker
Rover 216 nicknamed Christine that also repeatedly tried to kill me - the doors used to lock by themselves as you drove along, but it didn't have central locking. Died in the lightest rain, pulled left no matter what I did... found out when I had it crushed that it was a cut and shut!
1990 Vauxhall Cavalier - zzzzzzzzz
1992 Audi 80 Quattro (that's more like it)
Two VW Passats - one red, one all black and gorgeous, felt like Darth Vader driving it 😄
Ford Mondeo - zzzzzzz
Another VW Passat in blue
1992 Ford Escort w/ 1.8 Zetec (should have kept that and ripped out the engine for the Westfield)
Audi A4 - rock hard seats, offset pedals that murdered my hips
Volvo S60 D5 - 143k miles so far, never missed a beat
Audi A3 Sportback - well -built banality
and The Wench, of course, since 2001