My only wagon was a Ford Pinto (Squire). It was a commuter during my poverty college years.
It was powered by a Singer Sewing machine.

I used to take my girlfriend to the drive in movie, and I'd back it into the spot, so we could enjoy the movie laying on our bellies. It was small and cozy.
It was a pretty reliable car until one day I took it airborne at speed over some raised RR tracks.
