My piece of ford car, a Shit Tempo. Oddly enough, as much as I abused it, mainly from lack of proper engine care and light off-roading (It's a sedan), I didn't abuse it nearly as much as one of its former owners. When I bought it, the entire engine compartment was already coated in oil spewed by the engine block, and one of the valve rods was already knocking.
I bought it for $100, gave it a quart of oil a week, replaced the rear main seal after tearing hoses that weren't meant to be removed (I guess Ford thought Tempos should be thrown away like disposable lighters when engine parts go bad), had the transmission's torque converter repaired (for $850, and that was a steal), and in the end couldn't do anything except give it away to let someone else abuse.
I have to admit, even though it was Fixed Or Repaired Daily and eventually Found On Road Dead, that Ford Tempo stood up to most of the abuse I gave it.
I now drive a Subie that took the full impact of the Socorro Hailstorm yet still drives (most of the time) like it just left the showroom floor.