Your first car

[The_Universe]

The first car I regularly drove was a 1986 white Aerostar minivan with no heat or AC that I took to school and back when I was a freshman/sophomore in high school.

Then I drove a 1983 red GMC conversion van for about 4 months (which was awesome for hauling friends around), but by the end of my sophomore year, I had purchased a vehicle of my own - a 1989 maroon step-side Chevy shortbox pickup. It was beautiful, and I drove it to death (the transmission literally fell out of it as it was driving away after getting rid of it). My dad and I got it from a guy who'd rebuilt it and customized it from salvage (it had been totaled). It was half-lowered, and it was easily the coolest vehicle I have ever owned.

I had it for about 4 years before it died, and it was not without it's problems.

After that, I had a 1998 club cab Ford Ranger, and now a 2004 Ford Escape. I've certainly got no beef with Ford - they've all been good to me.

 

[Warrior Poet]

1978 Chevy Cheyenne two-door, in a lovely pale yellow/white two-tone, carefully accented with tasteful sections of rust along the rear panels and on the hardtop. Interior of vinyl-trimmed faux-burberry-style tan plaid that really hid spilled food stains quite well. Automatic transmission, and it ran on regular gas (those of you born after 1986 or so may not remember when gasoline had lead in it). The casette deck (stylin! for '78) ate my copy of Back in Black (damnit!), and after two weeks, the starter died. By the end of its life, it had major transmission problems that would have cost more to repair than the value of the vehicle itself, so it was consigned to someone who wanted it for spare parts.

But in life, it was awesome. Towered over the other cars on the road, back when NOT a lot of people owned SUVs (I always called it a truck, and to this day I still refer to SUVs as trucks). Four wheel drive with a seriously stiff suspension but handled the desert off-road no problem, as well as the snowy mountains. It was a behemoth, and had bitchin' acceleration for a vehicle its size (the engine was a 350), but man, did it just decimate me at the pumps: 20-gallon tank. 'Course, I shouldn't complain, 'cause gas was less than $1 then.

Good memories of that ol' hunk-a-junk. The ultimate weekend warrior vehicle, and it was feared in the parking lots, 'cause who was gonna tangle with it? It was huge, and couldn't have looked any worse!

Warrior Poet

 

[HellHound]

1979 Chevy Malibu, maroon in colour. Ugly. But it got me around to concerts and school for years.

 

[Lhorgrim]

Mine was a 1977 Toyota Celica hatchback in beautiful metallic flake brown. Like Warrior Poet's, my car ran on regular gasoline. It was an automatic transmission, and had louvers on the back hatch window. I bought it in 1987 for about $500 bucks. I drove it until 1991 when a friend was driving me home in my car after I had too much to drink at a party. She failed to negotiate a 90 degree turn (she had not been drinking) and totalled my Celica. I remember coming to, hanging from the seatbelt looking down through the front windshield at the ground benaeth me.

 

[loki44]

1968 Dodge Dart. Red except for the driver's side door which was yellow and would fly open on sharp curves. Bought it for $100 in 1982 off a guy who, like me, knew nothing about cars and apparently had put oil where the brake fluid should've gone. The brakes were soon useless and not worth replacing. Great car otherwise.

 

[Queen_Dopplepopolis]

1986 BMW 325e - white, 4 door, black leather interior. Her name was Bump. I would absolutely **love** to have another one of her with a new engine. Someday. Someday.

 

[Warehouse23]

1987 Reliant K.

Nothing says pimpin' like a great white Reliant. We called her Tic-tac, mostly because my grandmother (who I got the car from) was a Tic-tac addict, and because the car started making a funny tic-tac, tic-tac noise when you pushed her above 65. I miss that car.

 

[Mystery Man]

1987 Reliant K.

Nothing says pimpin' like a great white Reliant. We called her Tic-tac, mostly because my grandmother (who I got the car from) was a Tic-tac addict, and because the car started making a funny tic-tac, tic-tac noise when you pushed her above 65. I miss that car.

I had one of those, from my grandma as well. It was sort of shaped like a tic tac dispenser now that I think about it and it sort of rode like a tic tac dispenser would ride if it had wheels. I could never get it over 65 either.

 

[Mystery Man]

OMG...I knew a girl who had one of the red and white ones w/out the windows. An exact copy that Ford offered for awhile... that thing ROCKED!

We had a stretch of highway near my house that was prefectly straight for about 5 miles. I could never find the top end, it just kept going faster.

 

[Thornir Alekeg]

I had one of those, from my grandma as well. It was sort of shaped like a tic tac dispenser now that I think about it and it sort of rode like a tic tac dispenser would ride if it had wheels. I could never get it over 65 either.

I had a red one from my grandmother as well, except it wasn't a K car - it was the SE!!! Must have made all the difference since I was able to hit 70 with that buggy before I started to worry it was going to blow up.

My first car, my brother and I went in together and bought a 1969 Chevelle. I drove it while he was at college and he got to drive it when he was home. I let him keep it later since I was not into the muscle cars like he was, but it was a fun car to drive and drag race others on Elm Streen in Manchester NH. Nothing like seeing the gas gauge drop 1/8 of a tank when you push the accelerator to the floor.