My first car was a red Hillman Imp. A lovely little car, built in Scotland, but had quite a few teething troubles. The next one was a Morris 1100, the kind with gas suspension, which proved unsuitable for driving through the East African bush and eventually gave way to a lovely blue Beetle 1300, the most reliable vehicle ever. It could go wherever a Landrover could go, and I drove it through several rivers without mishap. I was able to do simple servicing myself as the engine wasn't over-complicated. I had another blue Beetle back in England, followed by a Vauxhall Chevette, a small Honda, a VW Polo, two Fiestas, a Toyota Yaris and now a Kia Picanto which is all I'll ever need now.