I remember that my parents had a silver '87 and my grandmother had a black '88 when I was young. The friggin' door handle come off the silver one when I was four. Four! I was only trying to get out, which is what any reasonable person would do if they found themselves inside of a Tempo. I remember my grandmother kept hers for a lot longer than my parents and there was a recall about the dash catching fire. My parents ended up with a '93 Sundance, which we liked much better, even if it did develop a hole in the driver's footwell. I could tell the kids at school that my family car had a wading pool in it. Now that is impressive. Why not look for a modern Duster if you're after a Tempo? Or a Shelby CSX?
And as for not-being-able-to-stop stories on vintage 80s iron, my parents had a Jetta (89?) with the infamous perma-throttle problem. I don't remember it, but we experienced that quirk firsthand.