you were Herbie, a 1963 Race beetle, that was in a junk yard and you was without your Wheels and you was going to get smashed, and then a girl searching a car entered the junk yard, and she was wanting a Dodge Forger, but somehow the Dodge Forger went destroyed, and she said while she was buying you:

Maggie Peytson: "Fine, i'll buy this old beetle."