Stephen King - Christine Book
Christine, blood red, fat, and finned, was twenty. Her promise lay all in her past. Greedy and big, a '58 Plymouth Fury, she was broekn down but not finished. She was Arnie's obsession, Christine was eating into his mind, burrowing into his unconscious.
There was still power in her - a frightening power that leaked like sump oil, straining and corrupting. A malign power that corroded the mind and turned ownership into possession.