Ha!
It looks like we're on to motorbikes and pics of young herk with excellent hair now, but anyway...
My first car is my present car, an absolutely shit white(-ish) '93 Nissan Sentra. There aren't many parts of the car that both a) still function properly, and b ) haven't been replaced or gone missing altogether. It's got dents and dings, 2 missing hubcaps, the driver's side door doesn't close all of the way, the passenger side window doesn't roll up, it can't get faster than about 45 mph if the air conditioning is on or more than one person is in the car, it runs really rough, occasionally just does't start, and the check engine light has been turning on and off at unpredictable intervals for at least 8 years or so, (it's been on for the past few months, except for one day when it inexplicably was off, which for some reason is always a little bit worrying.)
But I love my car. My piece of shit car. It's a bit broken and battered but doesn't seem to want to break down for good. Not yet anyway. Perhaps like me? No, that's cheesy. Anyway, his name is Kieth (named by a bcg forum member/lurker who I'm hoping will come out of hiding soon like he said he would). I'd post a picture, but that would require me having to go outside in a wind storm in the dark to take a pic. It's still before 5am here.
..................and the 28" waist 
