A hearse! A real honest to goodness hearse complete with a million little doors and pockets in the back that we never, ever ever opened the entire time we owned it. Ever. My dad was under strict orders to never, never, ever, ever pick me up from school in the hearse. Ever. I don't remember him ever doing it, so he either didn't do it or I have blocked it out and it will come out in therapy one day. I do remember that he would load up his buddies and they would go through the drive up window at the local donut shop and order through the driver's window and then pull up a bit so the guys in the back could order too. They found it hysterical. The donut lady? Not so much.
And, after all these years, I still never know what my Dad will be driving when I see him pull in my driveway. As long as it isn't a hearse - that's fine by me.
*All photos gleaned from the Internet but are exactly what we had. The Hearse photo is our actual car. Why I only have a photo of that one, is beyond me!
**I was going to title this "Little Red Corvette" by Prince, but that song is so totally not about a car. Oh my! We never actually had a pink Cadillac, but man, that would have been so cool!