Many years ago, drove a PT Cruiser convertible up the PCH from LAX to SFO. Was supposed to keep the car a week longer, but hated it so much that I described a single squeak from the rear suspension as "an alarming noise." I have never been so glad to see an Impala.

On the other hand, I got an Impala at BUF once -- on a one-way to BOS -- that reeked so strongly of air freshener that I exchanged it at SYR. I was starting to get headaches.