How about heirloom cars you don't want?
My dad isn't a car guy, he bought a 97 Celica new, with the little engine, the little wheels, and a 5 speed.
it's a terrible color, and a no option car with manual windows and dealer installed key fob for power windows. He loves it, he would, and still does blast up and down the curvy roads around here, squealing his 185/70r14s
I had it painted for him once, then he popped a head gasket over Christmas a couple years back, oil to coolant, easy fix, I'll get it done next week, nope, he panics, takes it to a shop, drops 2 grand, they fuck up his engine, but that's not all, his hood, windshield, and roof are fucked too, and there's video in the shop of the mechanic taking off with the hood up, then coming back and basically jumping up and down on it to get it closed.
he got fired, the shop kinda fixed the engine, I made a claim against their insurance, got a check, tracked down a hood for an obsolete girl car that nobody liked when it was new. Got it painted, again, but sent the seats to an upholstery shop while it was being painted.
then last year the timing cover was leaking, so I'm back in there fixing hacked shit. Ordering factory parts, while he's driving my DD, and I'm logging miles on my tow rig. I finally get his piece of shit car running, and he tells me he's going to leave it to me in his will
I can't help myself, I'm laughing and tell him i don't want it
I seriously thought about crashing it on a test drive so that he could buy something reasonable, like a 2 door accord with a spoiler, or a v6 mustang.
He has hell cat money, but likes his little girl car.
I'm still thankful for the driving lessons. At 15 we'd go out in the dry river beds in our then late model 4runner and he'd let me absolutely flog it, sideways steering with the throttle. To this day I never over correct. I'll bring this bitch off the shoulder when I'm ready....
My grandpa bought used Lincoln's, then bought himself a 2001 Lincoln LS V8 brand new. It was a huge piece of shit and a pain in the ass to work on. I kept up on it for years. Then I heard the great news they gave it away, I was ecstatic. They gave it to my mom. Fml. i carried it fur another couple of years until she gave it to my sister. Not my problem. She finished it off in short order. Now a town car would still be kicking....