I borrowed a mate's panel van - a shagging wagon - a "don't come knocking if this van is rockin'" one. It was a Holden - it had been worked so there was a heart shaped entry from the front 2 bucket seats to the back - a great rubber mattress with purple sheets, purple pillows and purple shag pile carpet lining the walls and roof. Yep - very cool.
Went well - needed a deception plan as the father of the gf would not have let her get in if I pulled up outside his place - so we had a meet at one of her friend's who had a flat - all good.
Had a bottle of marsala and a bottle of vodka - both in an esky - and away we went.
A few of the vodkas and marsalas and we were away - gf was on the pill for 2 months - had the lube and we fucked our brains out just behind the dunes.
We went our separate ways after about 18 months - never seen her again but never forgot the purple shag pile walls and the insane fucking.