Like the night of my graduation, my friend and I were driving to Duck Creek to our graduation party and the car completely quit on us - turns out that the oil plug had somehow dropped out and I completely burned all the oil up. I remember having to call my dad on the cell phone that he made me take (back then it was a big phone in a 8x11 case and he had to come and tow the car away. We hitched a ride with some of our other classmates, so we were still able to go to the party.
Another big memory is when I was dating Joey. He was driving the car and we were taking him to work (he worked a nightshift at a Chevron). When we were almost to the station - a car in front of us made a complete sudden stop in the middle of the road and we completely rear-ended it. Joey felt so bad about being the one driving the car and I think he was embarrassed about it for years when he would talk to my dad. The lady that we rear-ended tried to sue us YEARS later for that accident. Crazy thing.
I have lots of other fun memories of driving the car around at college with my roommates. I just loved my little car!