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A lot of families have a noble steed that everyone piles into every summer for vacation at Grandma’s. It’s also the same car that made the school runs every morning as well as hauled the groceries, and took dad to the hospital when he accidentally nailed his thumb to the wall with a nail gun.

For my family, this car was a first-generation Dodge Caravan. It served my family for the better part of a decade in my childhood years. That gray battleship made the trip from Baltimore to Summerville, South Carolina every year without complaint and I hated every second of the drive. Only three transmissions failed on the Caravan, so that’s a stellar track record.

Show us what car you spent your childhood in.