vintage - The car my Dad bought for the three of us to learn to drive. It was a stick, small and cheap on gas. A quarter would give you a 1/4 of a tank and we could drive all night until our curfew at 10 p.m.
Some cars have such classic lines you don't have to see the whole thing to know what it is.
I had one of these. The sunroof leaked and you'd get a lap full of water. Not to mention the driver door didn't latch, so it would swing wide open when you made a turn and hopefully would swing shut on completing your turn. Still makes me chuckle to think of it.