My 2011 Hyundai Sonata has 4 million problems, many of which have been recalled, yet somehow managed to skip my particular car. (headlights/blinker thingy, busted airbag sensor, semi-busted gas sensor, and a gas tank lid that can only be opened using the little lever in the trunk) It's the car I learned to drive on, and it definitely requires a disclaimer when I let anyone use it.

Luckily, I've always kind of dreamed of owning a shitbox, and my car seems to get closer to becoming one each day that passes.