I bought a brand new Fiat 124 coup. It was a fantastic and fun car to drive.... when it ran. I traded it in after 28k miles.
On one occasion, while I was driving all my gauges went out. I pulled over and shut it down to check the fuse panel. Since all fuses were good I figured I would drive it to the dealer but it would not crank over.... I turned the key to start and NOTHING!
I ended up push starting it and drove right to the dealer. Within 5 mins he showed me a blown fuse. I said "wait, I checked the fuses". He asked me where I checked and I said "on the fuse panel" (duh).
"Oh" he said.... "there are more fuses under the dash that didn't fit in the panel!"
It also had a "safety" feature.... If the low oil light came on, it would cut the ignition at the same time to protect the engine. The problem was that if you were driving and there was a BIG TRUCK behind you and your oil light came on at the same time your ignition cut out you better start praying that the BIG TRUCK behind you didn't end up in your trunk.
My first car, a Fiat was a 1960 1100D sedan.
I wish that one had a low oil cutoff switch.
Then My dad wouldn't have had to do a complete rebuild.
I was required to watch everything he did though and I learned a lot.
That car took me everywhere I needed to go, and I drove it like I stole it.
My best friend and I explored lots of places we always wanted to see.
Sometimes we would drop off our double dates and drive all night, with no destination at all.
I had to sell it when I got drafted, but the draft board sent me home the same day.
Then I had to find another car.
Fast forward a few years and I saw a Fiat 850 Spyder for sale.
That was something I knew I wanted the moment I saw it.
It was also subject to ignition problems, leaking into the cabin and 'soft' shock towers.
Never had them long enough for them to show any rust.
I was getting frustrated with all the issues and had to bid goodby to it.
That was replaced with a New Datsun 510 which rocked my world.
I loved Fiats but they didn't love me back.