Where I saw one: down on the street, instead of On the intertubes
Nostalgia factor: 3/10 – Ahh, memories – mostly not mine.
Baseline: 0, since I never personally owned one. +1 because mom had one, +1 because that one was a crazy moonwagon instead of an ordinary hatchback, -1 because it didn’t have a radio – stupid Honda made you choose from dealer installed extra cost radios and mom simply wouldn’t fork over an extra dime, +1 because I
stole borrowed it to visit Madonna while mom was away, +1 because it led to a Wixom sexathon, +1 because for 20 years, including my entire marriage, banging her was the best sex ever, -1 because it did not actually occur in this car, +1 because I wasn’t driving it when we went to Jonathan B. Pub for drinks, -1 for getting in my way when my bike fell over,-1 for denting like a little bitch, -1 for Cracker inheriting it and beating the shit out of it, +1 because there was this night in 1983 when I went to Jody #2‘s place for late Friday Night Videos and almost sex, and a brand new ’84 was in the driveway next to hers. I was freaked, because they were all like weird looking and shit, compared to Escorts and Colts and shitpiles like that, +1 because it could hum along at 80 with no drama, unlike the ’78 Camaro in Car and Driver (which overheated at that speed) or Ribble’s Subaru (which had a seizure due to lack of oil and died on I-94).