Ok stop me if this has been pondered before, but do you consider your car to be male or female? Having grown up with the General Lee, KITT, and Herbie, I tend to think of them as guys. But then there's the Ladies of Gone in 60 Seconds among others to tip the scales the other way.
What say you all? And what kind of names have you given your rides?
'green POS', 'that damn jap van of hers', 'my stupid 'bird".
apparently asexual in my fleet...
-J0N
The FR-S is a biker bitch with chains.
Catlin
My car is a car.
Lucky you, my car is an appliance.
In reply to Woody:
Lies, yours is definitely a female with sexy hips that beckons you to run away with her for a weekend jaunt or even just to enjoy an "afternoon delight"
The only girl is the duster. Then it's the blue car, the truck, and the subaru.
Brittany, the Miata that's little and likes to dance but doesn't sound great.
Adelle, The Passat. A bigger lass who is attractive in her way and sounds spectacular.
Bertha, the Suburban. She's just large.
And Betty, the '94 Ranger. She's very old....and white. 
All girls at my house.
The MGB GT is a bitch; the body of a supermodel and the soul of a crack-whore.
The Molvo, being a combination of Mustang , Miata and Classic Volvo, is going to end up gender confused.
The FRS has no Gender personality that I can discern.
My 83 civic wagon earned the nickname Granny Blue. My Courier has no identity one way or another
Mine are gender neutral. The two DD's don't even have much of a personality. My 65 mustang is known as the "Muttang", which started because thats how my 3 year old pronounces it, but mutt is pretty fitting.
Both neons had been bipolar whores. The civic is Jane, as in plain Jane.
All girls so far. Theresa, Beverly, Fiona, Gertrude, Miss Jane.
The Caddy, both of my wife's Ford trucks, and my Willys Jeep didn't get names. Not owned long enough or not enough personality or both.
Charlie, the new truck, may be a boy, may be a tom-boy. I'm leaning toward the latter, but I'll have to live with it for awhile first.
The FRS is River, Female The Focus is Blue Berry, Neutral The HHR is Panda Bear, Female The Impala is Stormageddon Dark Lord of All, Male
Most of my cars have been Female.
I have used both male and female.
However, when working on most of them I use SOB!
captdownshift wrote: In reply to Woody: Lies, yours is definitely a female with sexy hips that beckons you to run away with her for a weekend jaunt or even just to enjoy an "afternoon delight"
Nope. Just a car.
Pretty sure my 2002 Camry is a eunuch.
It. They're all its. The van, the Daytona, the truck, and the wife's car.
Cars are just cars. No gender involved.
BUT...
I DO believe that cars can have a mind of their own, and distinct personalities. In my fleet...
-My CSX is like a former athlete that has slipped into a rust-induced coma. Once it awakes, it will have to get acclimated to the modern world. I will be there to help it achieve greatness again.
-My Dakota is like an old laborer, it used to be strong, but it's getting weak in its old age. It still is willing to work, but it breaks down with pain sometimes and has nagging injuries. It sees retirement in its future.
-My Trans Am used to be a rock star in the 80's, and it's a real shiny happy person. It lived life hard and fast, and got all the ladies, evidenced by all the earrings I found under it's back seat. Along the way, it got addicted to burnouts and speed, and that took it's toll on it's looks and performance. Now, it lives in my driveway, and constantly reminds me of what it used to be. It gets mad sometimes at me when I try to help it, and has even tried to kill me a couple times. It needs me to get it clean for good, and back on the road to stardom again. It only runs right when 80's Metal is coming out of the speakers. Ask any of my friends... that's no joke.
-My Mazda 3 is like a faithful assistant or intern. It does what I tell it to do, as long as I keep an eye on it's issues. When it starts to drift off, I have to keep it in line. It's never let me down, and I may have other plans for it soon if it keeps up the good work.
School days of trying to learn French and Spanish, where everything has an arbitrarily assigned gender (that I usually got wrong), permanently cured me of thinking about inanimate objects as male or female.
I call my 01' Rolla "Hank" much like Hank Hill, It's reliable and simple.
The BMW was definitely a girl... and a Euro princess at that.
The MkVII was definitely a dude.
I'm more abstractly creative-minded than I am practical-minded so I eventually see a personality in all my cars but only a few have been specific enough to earn a gender projection.
PO named the bmw fiona - the green ogre. The stack of receipts leads me to believe she has the capacity to be monstrous.
None of my vehicles are female or male. They are cars, objects, whatever. And they all came with names as well to relieve me of the great responsibility of naming them.
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