First Car I had was a VERY tired 59 Chevvy, “Mosquito Fogger”
Later was a Corvair named Ralph, The best (worst?) was my Morris Minor (the one that looks like a 48 Ford that shrunk in the laundry). Was sitting around at a friend’s house, girl next door asked what kind of car it was, told her it was a Morris. She had a cat named Morris. My friend said that for proper balance the car should be called Fluffy. The name stuck, sadly.
Also had a 65 Buick Skylark named Henry. Have no idea why, it just sort of seemed to fir.
Oh, and my sister had a Plymouth Horizon I called Beyond.
It was blue.
My Mazda was named Ahura. That’s about it re naming our cars.
I had a friend who named his Austin-Healey bug-eyed Sprite, Betsy Melody Last Name.
My longest still-owned rig is a 1964 VW Baja. It is named “The Baja” The 1959 Ford pickup is “The Old Ford”. My parts 1959 Ford pickup was named Dorf before I got it. Dorf still runs he just needs a tune-up. The Buick was the Buick, the Subaru, the Subaru. All of my motorcycles are called what they are.
My brother & I once had a Plymouth Valiant that was named Ethel by her PO. We bought her to part out, but she had such charictor that we fixed her up and sold her to a friend of ours for her first car. She had a good and eventful life. Both the car and the friend.
I think that I will try to be more imaginative in the future. Some cars tell you what their names are, I am just not that good at listening to them for their names. Their problems, I can figure out, but their names? Not so much! I will try to figure out what their names are from here on out.
All of them get called “Old Girl” when they act up, even Dorf, who is definitely a He! I never swear at them. No need to insult them. They have feelings, as does everyone I know.
Sometimes. The first car I drove was the family Toyota Corona Mark II, in a fetching shade of Harvest Gold. I named it “The Great Pumpkin”.
The only other car I’ve named was a grey Chevy Cavalier, that I named Rosinante. You get brownie points (but no brownies) if you figure out why.
I understand calling a car something like “Old red” if it’s an old red truck or “the beast” if it’s a huge suv, or other nicknames that sort of describe the car.
I don’t get at all naming cars “Petunia” or “Oliver” or some other type of name, like it was a pet or a child.
That being said, we don’t do either. Our cars are “the Passat” and “the Subaru”.
My 94 miata and then my current 07 miata are both called Hakuna. Since I sprung for the personalized plate I’ll be driving miatas for a few more years. 
I’ve owned only one car, and I sold that in 1986. It never had a name; it was just “the car”.
On reflection, it’s possible that my truck’s name is “Dammit”. 
I never did, but my first wife did. She named our Nissan Sentra “Samantha” and our Volvo 740 “Victor.”
I kept “Samantha” after we split, and continued to call it that to myself while I owned it. I’ve never named any car I’ve owned since.
Our Horizon was called “Lost”.
Currently, our Dodge Caliber is called “Madame X”.
You absolutely must name the minivan Goldie Haulin!
My last car, now driven by my wife was named Kari.
My current one is Jenny. She does audio driving directions, so it’s useful to be able to thank or gripe at her as needed.
My husband and I still drive the car I bought in 2005. I call it “Econobox.” I have no idea if it’s a man or a woman because we’ve politely avoided the subject.
Econobox and I have been through a lot together. A four car crash in CA where AAA did 9,500$ fixes on a car valued just under 12K (at the time). The crash occurred right in front of the SF airport…a car hit me from behind on the highway, another car hit that car and the near simultaneous impacts pushed me into the car in front of me. But I duct taped Econobox and drove it back to L.A.
Econobox and I have driven cross country several times. Once it froze to the ground when we were living in Michigan for grad school. That was quite an experience.
Econobox is a Honda Civic with no frills (was a newly hatched Federal attorney at the time and making no money on the fellowship salary), not even power windows. It has close to 110K miles and gets a frillion miles to the gallon.
Every other month my husband suggests getting rid of Econobox and upgrading to an Mdx SUV since we are no longer impoverished grad students and I promptly hush him by sticking a paper towel in his treacherous mouth. I will never get rid of Econobox and since we live in NYC we only need one car. I won’t part with Econobox until it becomes more expensive to fix Econobox than buy a new car and Econobox hasn’t needed fixing since the four car crash in 2007.
I grew up in a Toyota/Lexus family and was a bit skeptical about buying Honda and only did so because I got Econobox slightly cheaper than a Corolla. After the four car crash, I am Honda for life.
My first car, a '63 Dauphine, was a sorta turquoise that I rationalized away by naming it The Green Monster.
0 to 60, downhill.
My current car is a steel blue Ford, I named him Steele. My last car was an old brown Buick, I named him “The Turd”. I’m not very creative with car names - but they MUST have names. I don’t know why, because when I get mad at the car I invariably yell “CAR! Knock it off!”, so it isn’t as if I actually use the name it’s been given.
I have named some of my cars but not all of them. The first car that was essentially mine was a tiny Fiat, so I named it “Topo”, Italian for mouse.
The next car I named was a Chevy Lumina minivan that looked like a Star Trek shuttlecraft so I named it “Gallileo”.
My current car is a Matrix, so of course, I call it “Neo”.
I have had a Toyota truck that was just “the truck” and a Datsun station wagon that had no name but should have been called a pain in the ass. I had to carry around brake fluid and oil all the time to keep it topped off - actually it probably had many not so nice names. I also drove my grandpa’s old Rambler for a while, I sometimes called it a “mack truck” because that’s what it felt like I was driving but that was not it’s name. I don’t know where I got the habit from, we didn’t name cars in my family. I think I just had to name my Fiat since it was so cute and the others just seemed to come into their names naturally.
I haven’t named all of them, but I have named several:
My '78 Maverick was named “Antelope” after the ship in the song Barrett’s Privateers. Yes, she was rather a wreck.
My Geo Metro (don’t remember the year) was a lovely burgundy color, and I named it Murrey (heraldic humor).
Currently we have Gandalf (2004 Cadillac SRX, officially silver but white in certain light), Kermit (2002 Chevy Malibu, green, of course), and our 2005 Crown Vic ex-police cruiser. We haven’t named the cruiser yet. We’ve tried a couple of things, but nothing has stuck so far.
I’ve had other unnamed cars; I don’t know why certain ones lend themselves to it, and others don’t, but I’ll roll with it. At least my husband and daughter don’t think I’m crazy (for this).
I never did until I had a girlfriend who named her car Hugh. So I called my motorcycle Lucinda. I was trying think of a feminine equivalent of Lucifer. (Red Yamaha Seca 750)
In the 60’s a VW bug name Josphep because of its many colors.
Next was a 65 Bug call the Red Bug because it was rust red.
Many years later a 67 VW camper “Peaches” after a asthmatic horse.
My dad’s car “Eve” license was EVE 245
Father in law’s car Tow Bits, license was 2BIT222.