I miss all my Italian mistresses for various differing reasons. I wish I could keep them all.
My AlfaSud Sprints were special for trying to be mini-Ferraris and providing so much fun, and so much refinement of engineering. They had 5-speeds when 4-speeds were common, all around discs when most had rear drums, inboard discs on the front, smooth revving gem of an engine when the competition was producing asthmatic pushrod limps, overhead cams, four carb barrels, well-equipped with velour, tinted windows, head restraints when all that was extra on others. Could carry four adults (regularly), gorgeous throttle response, lovely rasp, great handling.
I miss my 164 because I think it was my first 'grown up' car and I've fond memories of transcontinental journeys done at licence-losing speeds in pre-camera days. The slush-box suited it and the effortless grunt of the 3.0 gave it startling shove at the traffic-light grand prix. In fact it left the line much quicker than I dare do in my QP because I'm afraid of frying the clutch. Carried five in comfort with a boot which could swallow more than my other half could throw at it. I also think it was quietest car I've owned. Someone on Alfa Owners did a decibel meter reading in his 164 and 166 (same tyres, same road, same speeds) and found the 164 measured much quieter. I could step out of a twelve hour run as fresh as a daisy - mind you, I was twenty years younger!