I dont currently own a whole car, let alone a shed (I own half of my fella's Astra). But afore mentioned boyfriend does currently drive an absolute pile of poop and has done for over a year now.
Its an R plate Rover 420 Turbo Diesel and I hate it, I hate it, I hate it!!
For a start its Silver, well its only been washed about twice.... so under all the dirt its supposed to be silver!
There is rather a large dent in the offside wing where he wacked it with his maglite when it wouldnt start one morning!
One of the rear calipers keeps binding so we cant use the handbrake.... so have to leave it parked in gear
It has grey leather interior and that horrid fake walnut wood look on the dashboard
There are screws in the top of the drivers door card because it used to squeak!
The parcel shelf doesnt lift up when you open the boot because the stringy-strap things are missing
It STILL smells of 'Floral' Magic Tree over a year after removing the darn thing from the car!
it currently has different wheels on the front than the rear!
BUT.... he loves it! Why??
Because its done over 130k and doesnt ever miss a beat. The only time it did was when the battery needed replacing.
He can drive it to the end of the earth and back on less than quarter of a tank of diesel.
But mostly because he can drive defensively in it when Mr BMW/Mercedes etc decide the own the road because he "really doesnt give a **** if they put a dent in his £300 car, its gonna cost them more to repair theirs"!
Its currently worth more to us as a runner, than it is actually physically worth if we were to sell it! I think that is the ultimate reason anyone ever loves their sh1t heap, in my opinion.