Cars. Definitely cars. For some reason whenever I go to buy a new one I start out intending to get something that's affordable, mid range, easy to maintain and guaranteed to last for years. When I actually get to the dealers my brain ignores all basic common sense and fixates on the cheapest, shittiest wrecks they got. Typically it'll be some horror show that's been in a 5 car pile up, or dredged from a river. I look at these burnouts and tell myself about all the money I'll save if I buy one and do it up. Every fuckin time without fail. Then what happens is I take it home. Maybe potter about with the engine for 30 minutes before I get bored. Drive the fuckin thing for a year or so cursing the shit out of it every day until it finally dies. Then I call in the local mechanic who comes over, shakes his head in disbelief that I've done it again. Off it goes to the junk yard and the cycle begins again.