Back in high school (mid-90's) I drove one of these:
a 1983 Mercury Lynx. Mine didn't have the sun roof this one does, but was the same color. Also, its front left fender had been smashed to hell and then sort of pounded back out, but not really. The power steering pump died, but rather than fix/replace it, we just ran the belt so it didn't run over that pulley (after the drag from the dead pump killed the car once). Wheels weren't aligned right (or balanced) so the front right tire was bald from running at a slight angle when the car was going straight. What else? The seat didn't go back far enough and the steering wheel didn't adjust for my 6'+ frame so I learned to drive it bow-legged with both legs going around the steering wheel and my knees at ~9 and 3 (maybe 8 and 4 is a little more accurate). I say both because it was a stick because of course it was. No radio, so we had an old battery powered cassette player we'd sometimes put on the passenger seat.
After I wrapped that around a tree (at almost midnight on my Dad's birthday when he had to get up at 3am the next morning to go to work), I got a 1980 Ford Granada, going from a car that was smaller than I was to one in which I could lay out fully and nap on either the front or back benches (unfortunately, I was too much of a nerd to use the spacious benches for any less PG activities).
Mine was white. That was an ok car. But the problem was at times the headlights would just go out in either bright or regular and the only way I could get any light out of them was to hold the lever as if I was trying to transition from high to low beam settings. After a while, (and I can't remember why exactly we decided this was best), my dad diagnosed the problem and we ended up using the spot on the fuse box for the wipers to run the lights and had a house light switch (with wires going to and from it in a box like you'd use in a wall) with wires going directly from the battery to it and from it to the wiper motor. Also, the heater didn't really do much and we couldn't make it much better even with a couple thermostat replacements leading to some cold nights with the windows down trying to look out the side windows as the inside of the windows frosted up from the condensation from my breath.
After college in 2001, as a graduation present, my parents gave me the white 1992 Dodge Spirit they'd inherited from my Grandma when she died a few years prior and that my sister and I'd been using as transportation for summer jobs during college.
(my actual car in the snow picture)
About a year after I got that, something died in the front end and the fan that blew air from outside over the radiator to cool the engine stopped working. Could never figure out if it was the sensor of the wiring but apparently the fan motor itself was fine and every shop I talked to said it would be more than the car was worth to diagnose and fix the problem so I drove it the next two year with the heater on full blast year round to keep it from overheating. Summer rains when I couldn't have the windows down were almost the death of me. Eventually, the alternator died too and that was the last straw for that car.
Then I bought a 1995 Olds 88 that I loved even though my then girlfriend/now wife called it an old man car (guy selling it to me called it that too). It was just so comfortable with leather seats and power everything and so much space and decent (for a sedan at the time) mileage at 22-25 mpg. Was a money pit though as I think I owned it for 4 years, paid ~$4k for it and put at least that much in repairs into it. Just one moderate cost thing after another where I couldn't justify to myself throwing in the towel after I'd already sunk so much money into it and I loved it so much, but then I sold it for like $500 when I moved to Boston for 4 years and couldn't have a car.