Back in the day a friend of mine had a blue shit box I don’t even remember the make or model of now. Let’s call it a vauxhall (Opel/Buick in the rest of the world) Cavalier with constant issues. It was close to Tardis Blue, and due to its problems and unreliable nature, and it being a different time where insensitive names were the norm, he called it the re-tardis. Not proud, but it is a memory.

I have had two Sonatas, despite being musically inclined I have never called them a musically inspired name. The first one was lied to me by the stealership (used inventory from trade in, off-brand) that it was a limited edition, an L.E; so we called her Ellie.

I had an Opel Corsa B which I called “The Black Corsair” or sometimes “the nutshell” (which is an expression for a dingy tiny lil boat).

Then I had a Toyota Corolla '97 which I called “Aubergine” cause of its colour and because we sometimes call cheap cars cucumbers.

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97 v8 ford explorer, has over 300000 miles on it still runs great, replaced full exhaust and both manifolds that cracked, ac unit broke like a decade ago, frame is severely rusted but ive been spraying it with fluid film with a paint sprayer and that halted the rust also like a decade ago. Has a permanent coolant leak. Said I was gonna drive it till it died.

Even though it should’ve broken down it just keeps running

I call him Frank Gallagher

• Darth Versa
• K2S0
• Red Five

I don’t think we ever named my Chevy Metro. 3 cylinders by the end of its run. Dent in every panel. Spray painted numbers like a demolition car. Man, of all my cars that one definitely deserved a name.

I always name them, but I have no naming scheme per se, other than vibes. First car I ever owned was a light blue 83 Cutlass - that was “Bob”. Had an early 90s Dodge Shadow with a v6 and that was “Pepe.” Most recent is a 2010 VW Final Edition convertible w/ blue & white two tone paint and she’s “Elsa.” The names just always seem to be there already when I get them.

Only ever named one of them…

Petey.

I dont usually name my cars, but my first car kind of naturally developed one over time:

Het Groene Gevaar

Meaning “The Green Danger”, so called because it was green and had no airbags.

I loved that car

I’m gonna go against the grain and say no, I don’t name my cars other than what they are - my “Subaru” and my “Mazda”. If I got another car from the same manufacturer, then I’d switch it to the model like my " Forester" and my “323”

However, I do have a friend whose family has a designated learner car that they call “Socks” simply because the number plate ends in SOX

I have a Mercury. It’s name is Freddy. Freddy the Mercury.

Edit: hey! That’s the wrong “its,” me! Get your shit together!

I have a relatively new car thats already had an engine swap. Nicknamed “the wreck” or “Raset” in Swedish. No, it wasn’t my driving, the shop fucked up, long story.

My other car, an old Renault box van, hasn’t got a name. It looks like it does, but inspiration hasn’t struck yet and it might not ever.

To name a car, the car needs to deserve it, have personality. Not any old car gets named.

I name my bicycles.

Steely Fran is my touring and every day ride (she’s a Salsa Vaya, a steel-frame gravel bike)

Moon Unit is my fat-tire bike for snow, dirt, and rockhopping fun.

Got two cars: one with a hook and one without. With a hook, then it’s male, so it’s called Herman. The other is called Embla.

My others cars were called, in no particular order: Bob, Betty White, Alfred, Ellie.

Titine. Doesn’t matter what car is it, all cars are Titine. I think it’s very french.

Only one of my cars was named, and not by me.

My friend called my Peugeot 406 the “Chariot of Dreams”

RIP, Chariot of Dreams (2012-2014) 🫡