This is a bit of a late entry, but my 250SL was passed down from my father about 16 years ago when he stopped driving. He purchased it in 1968. It has spent much of the last decade in storage, driven occasionally by my mechanic to keep it running smooth (it's hard on him, I know), but the car will finally be joining me in Brooklyn this year, so I can drive it regularly again.
I'm 42, and the car makes me feel 42, but in an earlier decade.