How many of your personal cars ended up in junkyards?

My Dad traded a $50 watch for my first ride, a 69 plymouth fury station wagon. It was stolen from behind my work. No feeling it the world like walking over to where you know you parked the car. Probably the worst thing the police could have done was recovered it parked 2 blocks from the police station. It had been run through the fields with the radiator packed with leaves and seeds. It was out of water, oil and gas. I topped everything off and drove it to the Sears auto center for the engine tick, and out of the driveway the trans blew up and puked al the fluid. No choice but off the the junk yard. Also missing out of the car was my 2 piece pool stick. Been looking for that stick for 30 years now.