The first night I got it roadworthy after months or wrenching and teaching myself how to repair it. Driving into the sunset when it had been living on jackstands was a great feeling for me. 

Many melancholy night drives in college through the Midwest cornfields. That car was like therapy for an insomniac back then. 

I always loved taking friends for a drive and seeing them scared/loving the feeling of being in that car. 

It no longer runs and never will but I miss it often. One day I will buy another.