It was an old, ugly, rusty Chevy Malibu that I bought off my aunt for $175. She said it was easy on gas but the last time she drove it was years ago. I got it and it sucked my funds dry all the time. My brother ended up running Bitch in the ditch. Brought her back, grill all smashed out. So I gassed her up one last time and drove her to the junkyard. Sold her for 100 bux.

Patted her on the trunk as we left and said, "So long Bitch, it was hell knowin' ya."
My sister joked that I'd wake up the next morning to find Bitch sitting in my driveway all fixed up, like Steven King's Christine.

I half expected her to be out there the next morning too...