My father affectionately called his '68 sedan "that monstrosity of a car." K. James wrote: "Ah yes, car nicknames. My NYB has been called several things: the beast the black bomb the NYBeater Norbert (not by me) Smokey the gasoline bandit and E.D., short for Environmental Disaster (nobody, although I'm sure some would try, could possibly argue that the gas guzzling power of a 440 is environmentally friendly, hehe)"