1999 Pontiac Montana. Not because it was a bad car, although the interior plastics were shite. And, it was a (somewhat) necessary purchase because we had two kids and my 1996 E39 Wagon blew up two transmissions in six months, so we needed something. I regretted it for two reasons:
- I had to trade in my 1988 911 Coupe to afford it (grrrrr, thanks BMW),
- Putting my balls in the little tray in the dash every time I drove it got old fast.
