They're Not Sheila's Wheels, They're Mine!

Big day today. We decided a couple of weeks ago that it was time to change the car. Well, at 94,500 miles or so, she has done pretty well over the last six years. So, before anything broke or fell off, we went round to the local garage and made the deal. Today, all paperwork being complete, I went off to collect our new wheels.
So instead of the "Silver Machine", we have a black VW Golf. Suggestions for names (polite ones preferrably!) would be welcome.
Now, this car has a bit more technology ("toys" to you and me) and the handbook is as thick as a Tom Clancey novel so, is you will excuse me, I have some heavy reading ahead.