Wow, that is really bad!!

My worst car was my first car. A 1975 2-door brown Chevy Malibu. I paid $125 for it. The doors were rusted and the paint was awful. Some genius had covered the entire driver's seat in duct tape - needless to say it melted in the humid Ohio summer. By the time I got it, I had to drive around with a beach towel over the seat. It was so nasty. The window-roller-downer (??) handles never stayed on, so I kept them in the "center console" (a plastic thing I bought at Meijer) until I needed to roll down the windows, when I'd use them and then put them back in the center console. It came with an 8-track player. The dashboard was completely cracked. Someone had replaced the door locks with little 8-balls. The floor in the backseat was completely rusted through when I got it; you could see the road going by. It caught on fire twice while I had it (a year), and I ran out of gas quite a few times because the gas gauge was broken (and I was 16 and not aware enough of how gas mileage worked). It backfired quite often, and as a high schooler, that was very embarrassing. Strangely enough, it was so bad, all my friends got a kick out of it, and we ended up taking the "Ghetto Sled" everywhere. My dad sold it for me a year after I bought it. He put so many improvements into it while I had it, he sold it for $1,000. But man, I hated that car!!!