Shockingly enough, my 2003 Buick LeSabre I had.

I only had the car for like 4 months, but nearly everyday I had someone stop to talk to me about it.

Most notable was this WWII vet coming out of a doctor’s appointment. I’m trying to load my mother from her wheelchair into my car and this old guy apparates next to me to gush about how much he loved my car and wishes he still had his.

Then there was a night I was picking up food and a German woman left as I was leaving, saw my car and lit up. Apparently, when she and her husband moved from Germany, they bought a Buick. She adored the car, but her husband hated it and made them trade it for a Subaru. She claimed it was the only thing that tried their marriage haha. But she wishes she could have another one she missed it that much.