I don't have a pic, and I'm ashamed that this is in my genes.
I really should create a different account to post this...
The last worst looking car I've seen was my father's Nash Metropolitan (the guy had 3 of them, a hard top and 2 rag tops.) We're talking mid-60s when he did this.
This is what a normal one looks like:
They are always painted two-tone. My dad decided to paint his himself.
He did the top half a shiny fire engine red, and the bottom half a matte off-white cream...with Western Auto paint...and a brush
It was like one of those paint-by-numbers Emmett Kelly pics...you had to be at a distance in order for it to look good.
For years after he passed away, I would catch a glimpse of that car off in the distance...turning a corner, disappearing down a side road, coming out of nowhere from the opposite direction. There was no mistaking it. Only the top half reflected light. It was my gauche ghost.
The funny thing is, none of the new owners repainted it.
Earl Scheib would have done it for $19.95
I often wondered if the paint job was why people bought that car in the first place. It wasn't transportation...it was a conversation piece.