The year of my birth, 1979, also coincided with the launch of the Chevrolet Citation, an abysmal car if there ever was one. I should know, my parents bought one, and they often debate whether this or the Chevy Chevette they later owned was worse, but really that’s like deciding which bodily injury is the least bad.
Apparently, the car was so poorly engineered that GM duped the automotive press by specially engineering a better version for them to review, which later came back to bite them when editors drove a production version. Poorly built, unreliable, and unsafe, it pretty much typified cars of the Malaise era.
Also, why the hell would you name a car after something undesirable you could receive from the police when caught performing a moving violation?