Many years ago I had the favorite car I’ve owned, a gun metal grey Ford Focus wagon. It does not survive in pictures but my youngest daughter Susie claims she remembers it.
Anyway, I bought it from a Christian man, proselytizer who sold cars to preach the gospel to us poor saps who just wanted a reliable set of wheels.
The car was a joy that ran reliably for many years. The proselytization did last as long as the water pump, but then again that lasted quite a while.