I'd rather walk
When someone offers you a ride in a car that looks like it was hit by a truck and has less than 16 valves, you'd rather walk through fire.
He said he’d take me. His car looked like it was hit by a truck. I walked through the woods and back.
She said I could ride with her. Her car had a tire on the roof. I walked to the gas station and back.
He offered me a ride. His car was leaking oil and had a dead bird. I walked to the store and back.