1989 Chevy Caprice Classic (without the leather Brougham features, and it's dark blue), and no, random strangers in my wannabe innercity neighborhood, I don't want to sell it. You can tell that by the lack of a For Sale sign. Go away.
2. How long have you had it?
It's been in my family since 1988. I took my driver's test in it. Both times. I've actually owned it -- my uncle swapped pinkslips with me and adopted my dead Pontiac Bonneville in exchange -- since about 2000.
3. What is the coolest feature on your vehicle?
It's survived at least two relatively serious accidents including one where if it hadn't been such a tank of a car, my uncle probably wouldn't have survived either.
4. What is the most annoying thing about your vehicle?
What day is it again? I love my baby, but it's 15 years old. It's got one working wiper, one door that only opens from the inside and one that doesn't open at all, a bad transmission and a cracked windshield. That was just as of this morning.
5. If money were no object, what vehicle would you be driving right now?
That. One for me and one for maeyan. Aside from the fact that it's a nice little almost station wagon, and the 2003 model came with adjustable pedals (All cars should have this. Pedals come up, vs. me gets squished against the steering wheel if I want my feet to reach the floor.) -- it's worth it for the name alone. Come on. I. Would. Never. Run. Out. Of. Puns.