What is your all-time favorite automobile?

To tell the truth, I never paid much attention to car brands.

Ok, I always preferred German cars, since I was born and grew up in Germany.

However, there’s a car I may favor, not because of its prestige, but because of the memories it’s associated with, especially its color. It’s a red BMW; it was the car my father drove when I was a kid. There’s a story about the car: he accidentally locked me in it with the key inside, and it was summer. Desperately searching for the spare key, he couldn’t find it, so in the end, he shattered the car window.

All’s well that ends well.