Back before I I had my own vehicle, I drove my dad's Ford Ranger. It was red, and we nick-named it the "Red Ranger". I put a ton of mile on it, and eventually the floor behind the seat rotted away. As the truck got older, it started bruning oil. The exhaust system was shot and full of holes, right below the hole in the floor of the cab. You had to ride with the windows down, because whenever you would slow down, the cab would fill with blue smoke! We renamed the truck the "Gas Chamber".