1973 Toyota Celica ST. 18R engine, poor brakes.
Highlights include jumping it Duke of Hazard style, taking it to the fairgrounds to do donuts and more, buying complete wheels and tires at the junkyard for $5 each to avoid mounting fees, the radiator exploding while I was in front of it and having to limp 40 miles home past midnight with burns all over my front and relying on sympathetic convenience clerks to get 44oz cups of water & ice for the radiator (constantly refilling, not cap after explosion), and more.
Great car, did a lot of cool things in it until the police took it away.
PS, did you know that a Celica can go 126 miles per hour if you have no fear of death and poor judgement?