You want a car that all three of us mutually agree to hate? It’s the Tata Nano. Somehow in production for ten years, the little Indian two-cylinder wonderturd underscored everything wrong with automotive thought in one fell swoop: it survived because it was dirt-cheap, the build quality was only a half-step above Playmobil toys, it had the same suspension set up as a Power Wheels toy but with more jiggle and sway, and every now and then they caught fire. From where we stand, you could find the most optioned-out Nano produced (which might set you back three grand brand new) and we’d start walking instead. The Nano was supposed to be an alternative to used cars or motorcycles, and the market responded by buying more used cars and motorcycles. They’re abominations, plain and simple. Cheap, minimalist abominations that have exactly zero redeeming factor whatsoever.

The Lane Motor Museum in Nashville, Tennessee somehow has a Nano on property. That color might be some sort of sand brown, but it is way too easy to make a comparison between the Nano and the uglier parts of a human body. Mr. Regular tried his best to drive the Nano and if you think we’re scathing in our opinion of the car, just wait until you hear what he has to say after he drove it. This is the guy who LOVES basic little cars…we’ve heard him go all wobbly over a Dodge Omni sedan before, yet we’re pretty sure he had to go have a drink after getting out of this car!