Morris Garage (MG) Automobiles. Fussy. Noisy. Unreliable. FUN.
I owned a '58 MGA. I always wanted a Triumph TR-6, but hey, youse buys whats you can affords. It was the first car I bought all by myself. Saved up, paid cash. And for a freckle-faced, geeky teen with handful of tools and too much time on his hands in mid-west America, on the open road, top down, I thought my MGA could fly.
That car was a chick magnet. The driver - eh, not so much.
