I have such a soft spot for British sports cars from the 60s and 70s. Some of my earliest memories growing up were "helping" my dad work on his Triumphs in our driveway at home. So when I needed a cheap car for a short commute, I knew exactly what I wanted. I found a 1974 Triumph Spitfire 1500 on Craigslist that happened to be within walking distance of my apartment.
The bumpers were bent, the suspension were shot, it leaked both gas and oil, and part of the floor pans had rusted through, but it was cheap and all I saw was the proud car it could once again become.
For several months The Spit served me well on my short commute, as long as I didn't have to spend too much time sitting in traffic (the radiator did very little to keep the engine cool) and I made sure to always have extra gasoline and motor oil on hand. But when I was eyeing a longer commute for a new job, the 'quirks' of owning a classic car became a little too impractical.
I knew I wanted to maintain the style of this car that I loved so much, but to modernize the driving experience through infusing it with clean, reliable, and higher-performance technologies. I was going electric.