Best – by a long, long way - a Peugeot 504 (early 70smodel). Two owners from new – a French Countess who'd hardly usedit, and her Cape Verdean chauffeur, to whom she sold it when he leftFrance and ended up in Senegal.
Immaculate condition – when we wentto look at it, it was very definitely the case that the guy waschecking US out; far more important that we were consideredappropriate owners, than me checking out the mechanics, or whether the brakes worked.
And it was brilliant. Took me and thekids comfortably and reliably (if lazily) all over Senegal – unfazed byanything; hills, heat, "rough" roads. Only one small niggle – it was a pretty antiquateddiesel, so if I did happen to decided to accelerate, I had to fill out a form intriplicate, send it to the Ministry of Transport in Dakar, andcollect 43 office stamps ... AT LEAST two weeks in advance.
Second best that I drove – flatmate's Saab; one of the old V4 engined, “teardrop” shaped cars. Back in the days when Saab built real cars, not cavaliers with a badge.
Worst? ......... that I've driven, myDad's Reliant 3-wheeler van. Interesting times trying to cross theForth Road Bridge in anything more than a gentle breeze.