OMG, Honda 600. Buddy had one in HS. We were TERRIBLE to him. He never knew how or where his car would be when he came out to go home. Sometimes we would just turn it sideways in the space. Once, we dragged it up to the top of the hill by the gym. Only thing that saved him was:
A: it got boring after awhile
B: it didn't take too many of us to pick the car up and turn it around the right way so he could leave.
We never hurt the car, but it was fun to play with it. Sorta a really big matchbox car.