I've had the same car since I was 18 and I completely love my beat up little red micra. With my sister moving home for the year though, she was in dire need of transportation, both to get to work and to allow her some element of freedom (hello living in the middle of nowhere). So, it was decided that I should surrender little Mike the micra and get something a little (only a little mind!) substantial. Maybe even with power steering - amazing!
After lots of scary test drives in rickety cars we finally found a dark green Honda Jazz, which was pretty much perfect. Disclaimer - this was definitely a "payment plan" situation, my parents are extraordinarily generous.