Back in 1961, my Grandfather Papa George, who was my mother's father, gifted her a Renault Dauphine. Back in those days in Mexico, only cars made in Mexico could be sold there and Renault had a factory in Mexico City and so he bought her a car so she wouldn't be completely dependent on my father's car which at the time was a 1953 Plymouth. When I was very young, I remember my mom driving it until 1967 when my father gave her the 1964 Chevy Malibu he had bought in 1964 when he got rid of the 1953 Plymouth. My father had obtained a company car from where he worked, a 1967 Ford Falcon, which he eventually got rid of when he bought a 1969 Dodge Coronet Station Wagon which turned out to be a lemon. Anyways, the Dauphine was actually smaller than the Volkswagen Beetle (called Bochito in Mexico) and I remember because of how people in Mexico City drove in those days, how aggressive mom drove then. When in Rome, do as the Romans. By the way, Grandfather Papa George was an American living in Guadalajara, Mexico, because during prohibition he was bringing booze into Texas, and he didn't pay income taxes, so he had to move away from the USA after my Grandmother divorced him in 1931. Papa George would sneak back into Texas every so often to visit family because they didn't have the computer or any way to really know much about him because the IRS and the Border Patrol didn't have data sharing. Family history can be interesting once in a while.