Dear me - it only mentions one, and the Cadillac Eldorado is a real beau, a classic - even in pink!
I would say (my top 11)is:
1) The Austin Allegro 1100 with square steering wheel... ugh! Was given one as punishment for writing off my company car, then blowing up the engine of a Budget rent a wreck Marina Ital 1700 racing a Jag on the NCR when pissed one night. Two weeks of shame and agony! It ended up ignominiously in a snowstorm near Maidenhead... and I was at last allowed a new Cortina mk5 Estate, which my colleague Maltese Bernie wrote of when he borrowed it while I was off sick one day, having totalled his own mk5.f
2) Early Dolomite Sprint. With half seized steering and 'jelly' like suspension bushes, one of the earliest 'four wheel steering' cars ever made. Extremely dangerous! Three weeks and three tins of Plus Gas to release the head studs when the gasket blew - four or five pounds of liquid rust in the cooling system, and blocked X-flow radiator. Almost a full time job to keep it roadworthy, and so rusty she needed scaffold boards and railway sleepers to spread the load when jacking up. Even so, with a following wind and nerves of steel (alcohol helped) could do 125 mph. Mimosa yellow paint impossible to match due to fading. Truly evil!
3) Capri 3L. I was ordered to deliver it to the Company Secretary in S London one day, with dire warnings of what would happen if there was one scratch. Smoked the tyres all the way, fishtailed the bugger across town and used a whole tank of fuel plus. Great fun, and nobody mentioned the bald tyres.... luckily my superb driving ability kept it on the road, one of the worst handling cars ever. Evil rating 7/10.
4) Renault 4 - two examples, one registered in Monaco, LHD, and one three speed and ancient. Very willing little cars, but frightening 'lean' when cornering, despite good roadholding on skinny bald tyres. Tiny engine, the blower assy was bigger than the lump! Fond memories, not all that evil... just French!
5) Cadillac 'Goodfella'. Late model 'squareback'. Ugly, heavy and lacking all the good things Cadillac are associated with. Hideously complicated, thirsty and with the laziest 4.5 L V8 ever - less power than a Triumph 2500 PI. It was given to me as payment for a two hour electrical job... the ultimate 'White Elephant' ! Ghastly associations, a deeply disturbing 'bonging' noise which reminded me always of Mr and Mrs Morry the Wig, covered in blood and very dead, in the film 'Goodfellas'.... most disturbing! Aircon U/S, drivers electric window OOO.... though I got the bootlid (sorry, 'trunk') lock to work - how laxy can you get, no wonder Americans are so fat, if unable to slam the boot of a car! About a dozen motors under the seat to adjust it, quite the most ungainly, overly complicate pile of pig iron I've ever seen - and FWD too, ugh! And back to 'associations', 100 yards up the road and ten police cars and helicopter appeared as if by magic, and insisted on examining the ash trays.... as if 'Drug Dealer' was writ large on the roof! As if any self respecting dealer would choose such a thing - suspension like a medieval cart or boat, as sporty as an Ancient Egyptian chariot with two asthmatic three legged horses. Evil for uselessness, expense and inconvenience alone, rated 10/10....
6) Triumph Vitesse Mk2, 1968. My first Vitesse, and a magnificent beast, evil in the very most exciting way. Nice,ly 'run in' at 200000 miles (probably clocked several times), she was on her 2nd engine, which I still have in my current Vitesse ( now crank reground to 40 thou, and bored to +20). Went like a thirsty bomb ( Stromberg rubbers split) and nearly killed me on her 1st outing - throttle cable jammed wide open on busy 30 mph road, shudder! Exhaust rotted away in Brighton, replaced with straight thru Cherry Bomb - truly devastating when opened up under a railway bridge in Streatham! Somewhat heavy brakes improved with a 15" servo from a scrapped SE5.... stood on her nose with a mighty screech! Died horribly when some rep. in a Cortina pulled out on me in Sussex Gardens.... cracked his engine block, broadside. Good strong little car... but not the bonnet alas... dismantled and stored. Just as well - never quite the same since I spun off a roundabout in Newcastle Under Lyme, and smashed the rear suspension after 5pts at lunchtime... ah, the memories!
7) Triumph 2.5 PI. Bought for injection system and cylinder head alone, for 2L turbocharged Mk2 GT6 project 9never completed) , I took pity when I unseized the shattered engine, and she willing ran with a clattering broken con rod, and a couple of 20mm cannon shell holes through the block. 2nd hand engine (rebuilt at no expense spared) and equipped with Vitesse Mk2 cam (port matched, polished, ported and the trusy old Cherry Bomb inplace of the 3rd, baffled box, she chucked out more than a TR6 - almost 130mph on the A303, no kidding! NB, not advisable without a spoiler, steering vanishes at 120 as the nose lifts!! I loved this beast, with her original gearing she thrashed VW GTI's off the lights, up to 50.... great fun. Fitted gas shocks at the back, lowered the front - a lovely wolf in sheeps clothing (my fav sort of car). Comfy too, with Sprint gear ratios and a new A type O/D, Only fault, shockingly rusty (like most Triumphs). I must have welded hundreds of yards with my MIG, but she was worth it - all done on the cheap, i.e, repro 1/2 wing 160 quid, Escort van rear wheelarch repair section only a fiver. A complex beast structurally, all double skinned monocoque - but quietly luxurious when the gaps are filled with builders foam ( banger racers use concrete apparently - tut tut!) Broke my heart when she had to go, she was the ME110 Zerstorer of the car world, sadly missed.... sniffle! Evil beauty rating 5/10+
8) THE ultimate Evil Beauty! 10/10 for looks, fun, impractical, intimidating presence and sheer bulk - my 1948 Daimler DE27 Hooper bodied Hearse. Noble, elegant and ultimately 'heavy duty', this was truly a 'man's car'- Conan th Barbarian could hardly have turned the 24" steering wheel when I got her... un, I feel exhausted just remembering her, so I'll finish this in 'part two ' perhaps? As if anyone will read it.... what's happened to this group?,