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Jesse
My first car was a 1991 ford fiesta. It was silver and had with aqua color vinyl decals on the sides. I put some white rims from a tent trailer for some cool lookin’ kicks. Me and my friends decided to put a 1000 watt subwoofer system in it. That turned out to be overkill for the poor little fiesta. When the music played the car was rattled and stuff stated to fall of like the mirrors and door trim. We also had to bungee cord the trunk shut.

Peg
My first car was a 1959 VW Bug. My boyfriend opened a bottle by using the defrost vent as an opener and cracked the windshield. If the car was not going 30 mph there was no heat or defrost so I drove with one hand and scraped the windshield with the other. The worst trip was through the mountains in January with 3 friends, luggage and a dog. This trip should have taken 3 hours but it took 9. The car was overloaded and running on 3 cylinders. The guys had to jump out and push it up many of the mountain roads. We were wearing all our warm clothes and stopped at a few taverns along the way for a shot just to chase off hypothermia. We made it okay

Tristan
My Dad got me my first Car when I was 15. It was a 1982 Chevy Cavalier Hatchback. It was faded gray and didn't run that well. My dad got it for free from a co-worker. I was on my way to a job interview I pulled on to the interstate. I floored the gas then all the sudden I blew out the engine. Smoke came pouring out everywhere. The smoke was so bad that the cars around me couldn't see a thing and all I heard was cars slamming on their brakes. Luckily I was able to pull over and turn off the engine before anyone got hurt. I had to walk to the nearest pay phone and call my mom so she could pick me up and drive me to the interview. I got the job.

Phil
My college fraternity had an annual overnight camping trip. My buddies and I were three abreast in the cab of my 1970 El Camino and the bed was loaded with everybody’s gear, as well as a couple kegs. The next morning, after a great time, one of our friends was in need of a ride back, but was only semi-conscious and in bad shape. My El Camino was full. We decided our only choice was to layer our buddy in about four coats, put an old beat-up motorcycle helmet on him to keep his head warm and for “protection” in case he came-to, freaked out and fell out of the bed onto the turnpike doing 90 miles an hour. We threw him in the bed of the El Camino on top of all the camping gear and empty kegs and tied him down, again, for his protection. With our cargo secure, we headed back as if this was perfectly normal. During the drive I was checking my rearview mirror and I saw the orb of the of the motorcycle helmet slowly rise into view as my buddy tried to comprehend what was going on.

Steve
My El Camino was full. We decided our only choice was to layer our buddy in about four coats, put an old beat-up motorcycle helmet on him to keep his head warm and for “protection” in case he came-to, freaked out and fell out of the bed onto the turnpike doing 90 miles an hour. We threw him in the bed of the El Camino on top of all the camping gear and empty kegs and tied him down, again, for his protection. With our cargo secure, we headed back as if this was perfectly normal. During the drive I was checking my rearview mirror and I saw the orb of the of the motorcycle helmet slowly rise into view as my buddy tried to comprehend what was going on.

Casandra
My first car was a mitzubishi precise. When I got this car it had been in a couple wrecks already. The hood had to be bungee-corded down. The windows were rigged so they would always stayed up. No radio. No air of any kind. The headlight frames were broken so they moved all the time and never stayed pointed on the road. They would be point on the side of the road or in a tree. It was a great car.

Myron
My 1st car was a 1962 Rambler Classic Station wagon. It cost a whopping $65.00. It had a 198 cubic inch 6 cylinder and a push- button automatic transmission. It was "swimming pool" blue green. I was 15 at the time and drove it for around 2 years until the local police made me stop because the car burned so much oil that the resulting smoke cloud made it impossible for anyone to drive behind me.

Shaun
A frost turquoise 1965 Ford Thunderbird was my first car. It was a sweet ride. Power windows, sequential turn signals, a speedometer that filled up like a thermometer. A cool tilt to the side steering wheel. It had a HUGE back seat shaped like a booth seat in a restaurant. I went to my grandma's house one day before school to pick up some recycling and while talking to her in the driveway she looked in the window. She saw the back seat and says "you got a lot of room for poontang back there".

Sue
My first car was a 1968 Buick Wildcat. Brown with a tan vinyl top. It had no heater, so when I'd pick up my friends for school, we'd have to cover up with quilts- one for the front seat and one for the back- to keep warm. The windows would ice over on the inside, so I had about 6 scrapers in there. Everyone was responsible for keeping their section of the windows scraped off so I could see out.

Deanna
My first car was obtained from trading a hog. It was a Buick Skylark, 1960 something. The owner had a habit of spitting tobacco juice out the window, with a lot of it ending up on the inside roof of the car. The back seat had been taken out to haul...you guessed it...HOGS. It was a true embarrassment to drive. Especially as I started college. However, this has a good ending... the fact that the car was a total piece of junk allowed me to take it in stride when my little female cockapoo dog had a miscarriage in the front seat, adding blood and poop, and small puppy fetuses to the interior decor. I have witnesses.

Michael
My first car was a 1969 Mustang, with a crunched up front fender, which my Mother gave me when she purchased herself another car. After about six months the brakes went, “completely” out. I had no brakes what so ever. Luckily the car had a three speed, in the floor, and I would have to start gearing the car down about a half mile from where I wanted to stop. After getting the car slowed down as much as I possibly could I would cram the transmission up into reverse and use the clutch as a brake. This worked just fine for a while until I ran the car through the front window of our local general store. So there I was literally setting inside the guys store, in my car. When I got stopped I was setting even with the checkout counter. Jim, the store owner, looked down at me and asked, without expression, “what can I get you Mike”.

Andy
When we turned 16 years old, our shop teacher sold us his old Rambler for $30. Six of us put in $5.00 each and we had 6 keys made. We left the car at one kid's house and all six of us would drive it. One night in the car while we were going down the road and we ‘just happened’ to hit several mailboxes. The car was damaged to the point where it would no longer turn right. After some careful planning, we made our way back home making only left-hand turns. Within a few weeks, we called a "cash-for-junk-cars" guy and he paid us $40.00 and hauled it away. Those were the days.

PAUL
Learned to drive with my Dad's 57 Chevy Nomad, but he would not sell me the car. So I talked to my uncle who was a funeral director and he sold me one of his hearses. This one was a '66 Cadillac. I found an army issue bunk mattress and put it in the back. This car became very popular at school…especially the drive-in. Everyone wanted to borrow my car.

Dave
My first car was a 1972 Dodge Colt. It was gold with a black vinyl roof with a manual transmission. I replaced the stock wheels with Crager wheels which were not designed for this type of vehicle. In 1979 I drove in a funeral procession to my grandmothers burial and on the highway at 55 mph the car started falling apart from vibration of the Cragers. All vehicles had to stop. My grandmother was late for her own funeral.

Dan
At age 16, I went out to look at a $50 bug, and came home with a $900 66 Mustang. After much abuse and lack of maintenance, the transmission would not go forward until the car warmed up for 10 minutes. It would, however go into reverse right away. Due to a lack of patience and gas money, I would just start the car and take off through my neighborhood in reverse for several miles until it warmed up. Not knowing about my tranny problem, the neighbors always asked my dad if I was retarded. Looking back now, I think they were probably right.

Susan
My first car cost me $200. The front floor board was missing so I had to put sheet metal and mats in it before I could drive it. Every time I hit a bump the radio would come on or go off even if the radio was off. Sometimes I would have to get out and hit the gears with a hammer to get it in gear. I remember once giving a ride to a very heavy girl and the car actually tilted as we were driving. I had to get rid of it before winter because it did not have a heater.

Sherice
Yes, I am in fact blonde, and although I think I'm intelligent, this story does cast some doubt. My first car was a Suzuki Samurai, I was 16. On a drizzly day, the roads were wet and traffic stopped. I hit the brakes...slid...and rear ended the car in front of me. When the policeman arrived to assess the situation, he asked me for my license. I hadn't received my hard license in the mail yet so I handed him my neatly folded temporary paper license. He looked at me and smirked. Then he asked me what insurance I had. Crying and feeling very put on the spot, I answered "I don't know Blue Cross or Blue Shield or something."

K.C.
My first car was a 1976 Pontiac Sunbird. I was 17 years old and the day I bought it I scored at date with a 23 year old "Older Woman." I polished it up really nice and wanted to impress her with my new car. I went to her house to pick her up for our date. I escorted her to the passenger door and hoping to impress her even more, opened the passenger door for her. At which time the door completely FELL OFF the car onto my foot! She looked at me with a "what a loser" look on her face and walked back into her house. I put the door in the trunk and drove home.

Jay
In 1981 I bought a 1969 or 70???? AMC Ambassador, slime green, for $275. What was unique about the car, above and beyond a variety of things, is that the windshield wipers ran off hydraulics based on the engines RPM. So when sitting idle at a stop sign for example, in the rain, the wipers would barely move. However, when traveling at highway speed the rubber blades would damn near fly off of the wipers they were swashing back and forth so fast….crazy. You could only control the wiper speed by pressing on the accelerator!

Leanne
My first car was a 1974 Mercury Grand Marquis that was the color of pumpkin pie , complete with the "whipped cream" colored landau top. (affectionately nicknamed PP) You couldn’t drive down a dirt road because the trunk was rusted out and the dust would fill the car instantly. One night I took a corner too fast because the battery slid causing an electrical fireball the size of a softball to fly into the windshield and leave a permanent burn. After that the dash and headlights would go out at any time while driving. I would have to keep kicking the wires under the dashboard to get them to come back on.

Steve
Dear Bob and Tom my first car was a 1978 VW Fox. I managed to drive into my grandmother’s kitchen .

Kevin
I got my first car when I was 16...my brother handed me down a bright yellow 1974 Ford LTD Station Wagon. It was like driving the Queen Mary around town. You could barely see my head above the steering wheel. Two good things - I could fit about 10 of us in there and could fill it up with gas using my friends' collective pocket change AND, when I put the back seats down and climbed in the back, my girlfriend and I felt like we had a luxury suite in Vegas. It was like making out in an arena!

Jim
I came home from school one day and my dad said he found a nice car. We went to a farm to pick it up. It was a 1960 Chevy, the one with wings on the back big enough to get a B52 off the ground. I looked inside and back seat was full of chickens roosting. I walked around and there was a family of 6 cats living in the rusted out hole behind the passenger door. My dad opened the trunk black snake crawled out. This car had more animals in it than the San Diego Zoo.

Boyd
My first car was an 89 Pontiac Grand Am. I got the car from my mother when I turned 16. I was driving home in the pouring rain when I came to a stop sign and was surprised with about 8 inches of water at my feet. The next day we opened the trunk and it was completely full of water where the spare tire was. The back wheel wells were rusted out and the tires kicked the water up into the truck when it was pouring. The next day my stepfather was going to dry out my using a torpedo heater. When I came home two hours later, the dash, ignition column, radio and steering wheel were melted.

Jessica
I bought my first car for 500 bucks - it was a 2-tone tan, 4 door, Chevy Celebrity with a luggage rack on the trunk lid. It had a crack down through the radiator (I had to put a gallon of water in it every time I drove it). Also, the automatic choke didn't engage like it was supposed to, I had to push the gas petal to the floor once then start it or it wouldn't even start. Then when it started, it would idle so high that as long as I didn't touch the gas it would go 35 MPH all by itself! I could make it to school from my house (8 miles) without using the accelerator.

Steve
My first car was a 1967 VW Bug. It had no working heat so in the winter I had to scrape the inside of the windshield to keep it clear. One time I was stuck in traffic in an ice storm. The outside was completely covered in a thick layer of ice. I had to drive with my head out the window with ice caked in my hair.

Arliss
My first car was 1965 Dodge Coronet. Bought it in 1974. My older brother dragged it out of a wrecking yard and I gave him 50 bucks for it. That was the towing bill. It was all black and ran great. Found out the previous owner was in the state pen for a double murder charge and not only that but he had a bunch of clothes in the trunk that fit me perfectly. So I wore the murderer's clothes around for years. Loved that car and the clothes.

Charlie
My first car was a 1970 Chevelle Malibu (bought in 1981) and I kept it immaculate, not a crumb in it anywhere. My brother and I worked one weekend at an egg ranch removing old chickens from cages. My brother fell into the liquid "poop pit" below the cages. He was covered in liquid chicken poo, and I had to take him home. No way I was going to let him get into my car, so I made him ride in the TRUNK... down a DIRT ROAD (quite a long one). By the time we got home, he was covered in poop, dirt, and humiliation. I was nice enough to let him shower before making him clean out my trunk.

Doug
My first car was a 975 Chevy Monza. I bought it from my dad for $500, in 1980. It used a quart of oil a week. Sometimes it would not start so I had to jump a screwdriver across the solonoid to get it started. The fly-wheel cover was loose and rattled terribly. If I was in a drive-through I had to shut the car off to hear the order taker. Finally it was parked in the garage and my dad’s dog ate the vinyl roof off it one night. I worked in a place where I could get leather, at the time, so I "borrowed" some and replaced the eaten part. The leather was worth more than the car.

Rick
My first car was a 1976 Plymouth Fury Sport. Black with white pin stripes, Crager wheels and tires with raised white letters. Sweet! Being the geek, I built a custom console from under the dash to between the front bucket seats (the shifter was on the column). The console housed the 8-track player, auxiliary switches and lighted VU meters!

Karen
The first car I got was a 1964 Mercury Comet, fire engine red. I had just received my license about a month before. On the night I was to take it and my boyfriend to the football game, I returned home from school and the car was gone. About an hour later my parents got home, no car. Then a police car pulled in the driveway, with my brother (all of 14) in the back seat. The officer told my parents that a man with a knife had forced my brother and his friends into the car and to drive. Then my mother.

Taft
This is actually about my father's first car. He bought a 15-year-old 1934 Chevy. It leaked oil so bad that cars had to stay at least 30 feet behind him so their windshield would get coated. To make it look better he painted it black using house paint and a roller. He learned that if he pulled the choke and hit the starter pedal at the same time he could make it backfire. One day, in an effort to impress a couple of girls he made his car backfire. When he did, it blew the muffler off and his car filled up with smoke. He couldn't see where he was going and jumped the curb in the town square and hit the fountain in the center.

Lynn
My dad knew I needed a vehicle to get to and from college. So he told me he bought me a Jeep. I was so excited. Thinking that I was getting a Wrangler 4x4, top that comes off, I wanted to pick it up right away. So the day came that dad drove me into downtown Milwaukee. We pulled up to the Milwaukee post office. (Big pause) There it was - a 1970 retired Jeep mail delivery thing, painted school bus yellow. Which I think was painted with a paint brush. It only had one seat. I told my dad there was no way in hell I would be seen driving that. So we got to the interstate, where my dad pulled over and asked if I wanted to drive IT home. I was mad but knew that I would have to drive it eventually. We traded vehicles and I drove it home. This piece of crap was so much fun to drive. After getting it home, I put a lawn chair for the passenger seat. Every time you would take off, the person in the lawn chair would fall to the back. I had the entire inside carpeted.

Kent
My first car was a 1974 ford limited 2-door. Just out of trade school needed a car for transportation for work. It was sitting in a pasture and before I could even begin to get the thing running. I had to kick a goat that was sleeping in the back seat.

Tom
In 1983 my first car was a 1972 Olds Cutlass with a Rocket 350 engine. Once we tried to get it airborne off the top of a hill on a steep road -- instead, I bottomed out and lost my entire exhaust system! Man that was loud!

Rick
My first car was a 1963 Rambler Ambassador. I bought it in 1974 from my uncle, for $75.00. The body was made with a groove below the window. My friend would put bottle rockets in the groove and would light them as we drove down the street.

Tony
My 1st car was a 1965 Pontiac lemans, 2 door white with black vinyl top. 326 automatic, bucket seats. I made people take their shoes off when they got in so they wouldn’t get the carpet dirty.

Rodney
My first car was a lemon yellow 1981 Dodge Omni, that fact that it was lemon yellow was not a coincidence!! This thing was in such rough shape, the officer giving me my drivers test, refused to get in the passenger seat! My mother got his supervisor, and he was told to get in, buckle the seat belt and give the test", I was actually surprised when I passed the test."

Chad
First one was a white '95 Buick Skylark.
I bought for $500. The horn didn't work. If I wanted to turn left, I had to manually flip the turn signal back and forth because the light wouldn't flash. Eventually the reverse gear went out, so when I went to work, I had to park in the back parking lot because it was on a slight incline. I would put the car in neutral, stick my foot out the door and “Flintstone it” backwards. Good stuff.

Mattie
My first car was a 1969 VW Bug. When you wanted to be warm you'd have to turn on "The Heater”. The heat actually came off of the engine, so you always could get a little buzzed off of the fumes.

Scott
One of my first cars was a ‘67 Dodge Dart convertible. I paid $75 for it. One fine ride. The top worked but the driver’s door didn’t. The striker was broken off so there was nothing to latch to. To keep the door closed it had a clasp screwed to the outside. Like the ones on a screen door. You had to reach outside to latch the door. CLASSY! The best part though was the altered lettering. It said “DODGE” on the hood and “DART” on the fender. By breaking the bottom leg off of the “E” in dodge I had an “F”. So I drilled a few holes in the fender and rearranged the letters so it said “ DOG FART”.

Scott
My first car was a 1972 Ford LDT, yellow with a brown vinyl top. The shocks were so soft on the car that it rode like you were on the water. For this an “other" reasons it got the nickname "The Tuna Boat".

Joan
When my now Ex-husband and I were dating he had a 1966 Corvair “Corsa” with a 140 hp 6 cylinder 4 carb. Well he decided to change the engine a little and proceeded to put a 30 over 327 where the back seat would normally be. You could look down and see the ground outside. He would just reach around to the back to adjust the carburetor Needless to say it was very fast. Problem was it was VERY HOT in the car in the summer and of course very HOT in the car in the Winter. .

Connie
I bought a Plymouth Champ when I was 16. The rear bumper was held on by bungee cords, and the horn (which sounded a lot like the Road Runner) only worked if the radio and fan were turned off. I have fond memories of the Champ, but will never forget the day that I traded it in. On route to the dealership, my mom and I noticed smoke. We got out and realized that a tire was on fire. Thankfully, someone stopped and helped put it out, and drove us to the dealership. We told the dealer what happened and he towed the Champ in for us

Eileen
My first car (let me say here that I'm female and yes guys it was MY car) was a 1968 Chevelle, pea soup green. It had no working dashlights so I drove it with a flat flashlight duct taped to the steering column and would turn it on randomly to see how fast I was going. Also permanently seat belted in the backseat was a Bill The Cat stuffed animal.

Dave
First car was a '71 Delta 88 the frame under the trunk had rusted through and I had to use wire hangers to keep the rear end (and Gas Tank) from dragging on the ground. There was a large rust hole in the trunk, so we'd throw empty beer cans in the trunk and when I made a right turn, they'd all fall out. The bench seat back legs had rusted through the floor so I had blocks of wood to keep it up, and when I'd stop the seat would rock forward and my buddy would kick the blocks out and my seat would then fall way back. I got pulled over for speeding in a school zone, the officer looked it over, came up and said I can't let you drive this on the road, and had it impounded.

Ernie
My first car was a 1951 Chevy fastback. It was light blue over dark blue and had a BIG rust spot on the driver side door that someone tried to fix by painting it with a brush and silver barn paint. I was a big Packer fan. The team was selling 5X7 individual pictures of the entire team. I bought a set and glued all of them to the headliner. It freaked out my girlfriend. She hated to have 60 or so guys looking at her all the time. I thought it was cool.

Jessica
My first car was 1990 Oldsmobile Omega, I bought it for $300 in 1994 from my brother. It had holes in the floor boards on the driver side where you could actually see the ground going by when you drove. I’m from Wisconsin so in the winter time we would try to put a sheet metal down so the snow wouldn’t come in but driving through the snow you always had piles of snow coming in and mounting up making it hard to even reach the gas pedal. Also this was before fuel injection so in the winter time the only way to get Bessy to start was to pump the gas pedal like 50 times. I remember literally counting to 50 as I am pumping the pedal, then she would start. I only wanted the car because my brother installed a killer stereo and tape deck.

Jeff
Ahhhh – the lovely 1973 Volkswagen Squareback. Mostly VW green, but a lovely red driver side door and a baby blue passenger side door. The driver door fell off in my hand one day, so I rolled over the stick shift to exit the car on the passenger side after that. I paid $350 for it and drove it for nearly two years. Customizations including home-built speaker boxes for a kick-ass stereo (worth more then the car – the real controls were in the glove box, with a ‘decoy’ in the dash), brown shag carpet throughout for better acoustics, and later in its life, fishnet hanging from the ceiling for a nautical theme.

Curt
My father told us about his first car, a Model T. They would park the car on the edge of town and remove the rims from the car that had tires on them and put rims back on the car without tires. This was during the war and there were only two trains a day, so they did not have to worry about trains being on the tracks. Then his buddies would raise hell in town, run down the tracks, get in the car, and drive on down the tracks in the car. He told us that the only time you had to be cautious was at crossings, as other drivers would not expect anything to be on the tracks at that time. He said you could set the throttle, sit back, drink some beer, and let the tracks guide you through the night.

Todd
Mine was a ’58 Chevy Nomad. My folks bought it new and it was passed down to me in high school. I had used blue shag from the bathroom on my dash. An 8-track under the dash with two speakers on the dash and two on the rear ceiling. I had rugs and pillows plus my sleeping bag in the back. All I can say is never let your kid have a station wagon.

Steve
My first car was a 1977 Pontiac Bonneville. My dad called my bother and I into his office, we were 17 and 16. He asked us if we had any money on us. Between us we came up with a grand total of $1.37. He asked for the money and then handed us the keys to the car and a title with our names on it. The money was framed and hanging on his wall till the day he passed away. BTW, my first date with my wife was in that car and now we have been together almost 21 years.

Matt
My first car was a 1980 Volkswagen Rabbit I purchased for $50. There were no two Vehicle ID numbers on this car that matched and none of them matched the title. The title said it was red, two door and a diesel… in fact this car was robin-egg blue, had never been any other color and ran on regular gasoline. My brother was driving it across a bridge one day when he was passed by the passenger’s side rear wheel.

Jennifer
My first car was a 1974 Ford Pinto hatchback… the exploding model. One good thing about it, nobody tailgated me! I once fit nine girls in it. I replaced EVERY part of that car (except the radiator) at least once. I owned it for eleven years. In college I would leave it on the street with the windows open and the keys in the ignition. No one even would steal it.

Jerry
My first Car was a 1969 Plymouth Valiant, pee green w/ tan interior. It had holes you could crawl through, the engine was froze. My dad bought it from my grandmother's neighbor for $45. We swapped the engine from a Dodge Dart that had been in a barn. It still had muffins on the exhaust manifold. The three on the tree was replaced by an automatic on the floor with no markings. You had to really know your PRNDLL. I patched the body and interior, painted it Corvette Yellow with a black stripe along the rockers. Put a CB antenna on the trunk and called it the Bumble Bee. Drove it for 2 years. While putting it in the yard to sell, the driver's side torsion bar mount rusted away from the frame and dropped. A steel plate and a welder and back to the yard it went. Sold it for $125 the next week.

Dave
My first car was a 1972 Chevy Caprice. It was a big ugly 4 door we called Gold Fender, kind of like Gold Finger only different. The car was all blue except for one gold fender. The dash lights did not work and I didn't really get much action in that car.

Marie
My 1st car was a 1954 Chevy pickup that I bought for $200 in 1980 when I was 17. I found it in the middle of Kokomo, being used as a chicken coupe! After a lot of cleaning and a little mechanical work, it ran like a top. It had three on the tree and a straight 6 engine, but the best accessories were the external spotlight! 24 years after I sold it, I got a phone call from a man who said he had purchased the truck and it was still titled in my name! He gave me direction to his home and I took my 12 yr old daughter to see the truck that I had told her so many stories about.

Dave
I bought my first car in the early 80's, it was a 1968 Toyota Corolla. It had bucket seats and the driver side seat was always reclined (broken). It had several hundred thousand miles on it, blew the motor then traded it for a bag of weed.

Mike
FIAT X1/9, mid-engine design, small trunk under the hood. The sporty drive increased the cornering capabilities by placing a FULL 16 Gallon Keg of Beer in the trunk up front". It was an EXACT FIT. Down side - no room for ice and the Beer was always foamy."

Rich
A 1966 Chevelle bought for $50. Front seat held up by a wooden brace, heater controls hung from the dash, radio was transistor hanging from radio knobs. Best part was cruise control, a brick shoved on the gas pedal. Took my wife on first date with it.

Anonymous
I bought my first car at a car auction. I got it home and detailed it only to find a used condom under the seat. Two months later I found another one under the backseat. I sold the car three years later. I couldn't help it. Guess what I did? I decided to leave a used condom under the seat for the next guy.

Randy
My first car was a 1947 Ford, 2-door. My Father and I pulled it out of a farm field. My uncle told me that he would paint my car if I would buy the paint and get it ready. I started sanding and taping. It was during the hot summer and there my car sat with masking tape on all the chrome. After my uncle saw what I had done he told me that masking tape can be very hard to remove after the sun bakes it on. After his warning I tried to remove some of the tape. Boy, was he right! I was working at a gas station and would work on it when the station was not busy. One day a homeless man stopped in and asked if we had any work. I took him out to my car and showed him---just remove the masking tape. It was a hot day and after about two hours he came into the station and wanted an advance. I struck a deal with him. As collateral he gave me the only thing of value he owned...his false teeth. I gave him some money and I took his teeth and put them in the cash drawer. Two days later he came back and begged me to return his teeth. I had received so much teasing by that time and I felt so bad for him that I gave him the teeth back.

Steve
My first car was made by hand. It looked like a Jaguar from the front and a corvette from the back. I could only drive it about 35 miles before I would have to crawl underneath it and empty the fuel filter bowl of rust that came from the gas tank. The tank was made from 2 cast iron sinks that were welded together.

Mary Jo
My dad won my first car in a card game at a bar: A 1970 Pontiac Catalina and what I remember clearly was a huge dashboard that had four ashtrays just in the front seat. It also came with a bumper sticker that said “Pass with care, I chew tobacco” - a big hit with potential boyfriends. I passed it on to my little brother and he put a huge stereo system in it and proceeded to plaster the back end with “Budweiser/BudMan” bumper stickers. You probably won’t be surprised to hear about his DWI a month later.

Joe
My first car in high school was a 1966 Chevy Chevelle Super Sport. Which would have been really cool had it not been the year 1991! This care had so much Bondo holding the body together that if I left it in the sun for too long I could go out and reshape the fenders after it melted.

Carol
My first car was a '79 Pinto. I bought it for $75. I had to keep a case of oil in the hatch at all times. I never did an actual oil change, because I had to pour in a quart of oil just to drive anywhere. As anyone who has ever had a Pinto can tell you, it always ran like crap, but I could not blow the engine. Believe me, I tried. I sold it to a junkyard. They said they would give me $50 if It ran. It stalled on the way there and would not restart. Fortunately, I was nearly there and it was all downhill. I coasted it in, and the guy commented on how quiet it was and said "Well, at least we know the muffler must be good.".

Tracy
My boyfriend called to say he bought a car from his dad and was going to come over to my parent's house to "meet the parents". My parents lived in a quite nice house in a affluent neighborhood, where all the lawns looked perfect and the neighbors were always overly concerned about any anything "unsightly" in the neighborhood. I heard a car rumbling down the street and when I looked out the window an old herse. Needless to say, my parents were "horrified". My boyfriend always wanted to climb in the back for some "action". I was way too creeped out. I should have seen this as an omen as we were married two years later and eventually divorced. By the way, my parents referred to my boyfriend as "that creature" and the car as the "meat wagon."

David
My first car was a '78 ford Fiesta (not a Festiva). I paid $50. I had to rewire the lights and most of the dash. I put a $10 stereo in with 15 home speakers in the back wired with lamp cord. I used sink plumbing parts to repair the coolant system. After all that I couldn't get it registered and it sat in our driveway for about 10 years until my brother cut it apart with a torch and took it to the dump

Kyle
My car was a 1964 Nova. I carried gallon jugs of used oil because it would go through oil almost as fast as gas. Had a friend with a 1966 Rambler and we would do demolition derby on each other’s cars in TOWN. I’d see him in the parking lot at school, store, city park or where ever we where and crash into each other, only rule was don't hit the driver door or the front. Sure turned a lot of heads. Drove it to the wrecking yard on it final leg with the passenger door, rear bumper, and front finder hanging out of the car, trunk was to smashed to open. Can't get away with fun like that any more.

Craig
My first car was a 1958 pee-yellow Ford Anglia. Top speed: 45 mph. I bought it for $20. If you put the key in the ignition, it would set the dashboard on fire. My buddy showed me how if you put a beer in the glove box, it would start (there was some wire that would make contact with the frame & fire it up). I customized it by bolting a bottle opener to the outside of the driver's door, so you could stick your arm out and crack a beer. Some cop saw that and he followed me home and made me tell my mom, who freaked. I sold the car to another buddy for $20.

Alex
1991 skyblue Chevy Corsica in mint condition. My grandma willed it to me at 14. So it sat in our driveway for 2yrs. After having it for a week I turned the defroster on and it started spurting out gas from the vents and I literally jumped out the car

Jason
First car was a BROWN 1978 Chevy Monza. I built/installed a 454 with a Supercharger. The Monza became known as the the "Flying Turd." If you stood on the gas the body of the car would flex and the doors would pop open.

Nathan
When i was 15 my father and I found a 1964 VW Beetle in a barn. It was stored there for 24 years. There was a possum skull laying on the backseat. I drove the car through high school and still have it today

Jeremy
1980 Ford Escort. The horn worked by pushing the turn signal. The first time I turned on the heat a baby mouse came out the vent. When I popped open the hatchback it flew off. The hole in floor was covered by a speed limit sign

Gary
A 1970 AMC Hornet. Both doors would not close so I ran an elastic luggage strap across my lap to keep them shut. One day the right wiper flew off and went through the drivers window of the car next to me. It hit the guy of course.

Jason
My first car was a used 84 Ford Tempo. Pulling out of the lot, some woman hit me. I was driving back on a snowy day after it was repaired, slid through a T road and hit a tree. Not driven 20 miles and it had been wrecked twice.

MT
My first car a 1963 rambler station wagon. The transmission could not be put into 3 rd gear and the body was in bad shape. But I was 16 and needed a car.And this one was free this was 1971 and then if it had four wheels and you could get to move that was good enough. A lot of Bondo Candy Apple Red paint, deep pile red shag carpet, bucket seats and a radio upgrade to AM/FM and an under the dash 8 Track the size of a toaster.

Perry
First car was a 62 Mercury Comet. Baby blue seats with a huge white steering wheel. Engine was covered in oil so much so it shined like a freshly applied coat of shoe polish. I hated it so much I frequently slammed it into park while going bout 30

Dennis
A 57 Chevy puke green with rust holes you could put your fist through. The front seat was a bench seat that sat 5 adults. The undercarriage rusted to the point that the brackets that held the seat down, broke loose so that every time I hit the gas everyone in the front seat (all 5 of us) would tip backwards. I called it simulated g-force. Also, every time I hit the clutch to shift everyone tipped forward.

Swanny
My first car was a 1957 Chevy Belair. The windshield wipers quit working. After working on it, on my back, with the transmission hump and all the other crap under the dash... I got so mad, I jammed a screwdriver into the fender of the car. That's right, I stabbed my car.

Kristina
I had a 1979 Mazda GLC (good looking car), paid $250, guacamole green, full of cancer, drivers seat had to be propped up with a board, drivers window rolled down by itself so I had to prop it up with my knee as I drove. The passenger side door had to be opened with pliers.

John
I bought my first car, a 1963 Chevy Impala for $400. The floorboards in the front were rusted through which made a great place to dispose of trash while driving.

Lisa
I had a ’62 Buick Skylark I bought for 450 spray-painted blue. The back seat was torn so I embroidered stuff on blue jeans and taped it to the seat. The key mechanism was broken so you could start it with your fingers.

Jayson
My first car was an old United States post office jeep. The driver had to sit on the passenger side and duct tape held most of the windows in place.

Barb
It was a 1974 Gremlin X. I had just finished high school when I got it. Had it for 3 years until “someone” took it through a few fields and fences. It was a great little car.

Brandon
When we picked up my first car, the man selling it opened the door and lifted the floor mat. There was a one-foot square hole going all the way through to the ground. “This is handy when you have a beer between your legs and the fuzz stop you,” he told us.

Michael
MY first car was a 1967 Chevy El Camino, fire engine red with black leather interior. Green turn in the bed. Unscrewed tail light access panels to fill the fender wells with ice and beer. At the drive in we would face the back end towards the screen.

Ray
My first car was a 1953 Buick Straight 8. The back seat had so much room you could sit in it with your legs straight out and not touch the back of the ground seat. When I honked the horn the car would slow down!!!

Joe
When I was 15 years old I purchased a big black 1959 Buick. It needed a muffler so my mom drove it to a garage. They used a torch to cut off the old muffler, hit the gas line and burnt down the garage. $250,000 damage and I never drove the car.

David
My first car was a 1978 Ford Pinto w/ Seafoam Green paint and interior. We called it the Green Bean. No A/C, and only an AM radio. My mother even got it a part in the first Twilight movie parked in the high school parking lot

Kevin
My first car, the “Bangmobile,” was a 1957 Chevy Bel Aire two-door sedan, stovebolt 6 with powerslide automatic. I was mortified. I didn’t think any 17-year old chick (okay, maybe 18) would want to be seen in it. I was wrong. My nose bled.

Jason
My fist car was a 1966 Chevy Impala convertible. I got it when I was 12 years old and I traded a horse for it.

Kenneth
I believe Chick and I had the same car. It was a 1972 AMC Gremlin. It was sort of a copper color. The speedometer never worked. I had to “buy” my annual Inspection Sticker every year from the same disreputable service station as it would never pass. As with Chick’s Gremlin, my back window also fell out.

David
My first car was a 1970 VW Squareback. I bought it used and didn’t notice the hole in the floorboard that was behind the driver side front wheel. Needless to say when it rained there was a flood in the front. Miraculously the speakers I had on the floor still worked underwater. In the winter, not only did I have to scrape ice off the outside of the windshield, I had to scrape of the inside too.

Charlotte
My brother’s first car was a ’62 Valiant with 3 on the tree, and was so ugly. It was a fleshy pink color. When my brother was learning how to drive it, he would practice driving back and forth in the driveway in the heap. It had a bumper sticker on it that read “Mafia Staff car, keepa your hands off!” I was so thankful that the car died before I was 16.

Joe
My fist car was a 1971 Ford Maverick. I paid a whole $35 for this car. I never switched the title over to my name, had no driver’s license, insurance or license plates on the car. I put some old plates I found in my garage on the car. Since I was 16yrs old and had no license, I parked the car around the block from my house in Philadelphia. I would tell my parents I was walking to a friend’s house. I did this for several months until on day someone slashed all 4 tires on the car. I didn’t have any money for new tires so I just left it there. I still remember my dad driving by the car yelling about what a POS it was and how come no one would tow the car away. I wound up calling a junk yard to come tow it and they gave me $50 for it.

Alan
My first car was a 70’s style dodge van. Bright orange with yellow and brown pin stripes. Interior was orange shag carpet top to bottom (think furry cave.) Speakers in every door and home speakers hanging in the back all powered by various amps and EQs running to a Kraco 8 Track. It had to be loud to over come the straight side pipes running down each side.

Jon
My first car was a 1966 Ambassador. The front split bench seat laid down into the huge back seat, almost making a perfect bed (with just a little lump in the center). I painted the wheels red and painted my own “white wall” tires. I also rearranged the ambassador letters on the trunk to read “Bad Ass”

Aaron
The first vehicle I owned was a faded red/rusted 1984 Plymouth Reliant Wagon. It wouldn’t haul ass… or get it.

Justin
My first car was a 79 Chevette – purchased for $150. It looked like it was parked at the 100 yard mark on a golf driving range because of all the dents. Because it was such an eye sore, my friends showed their love for it by urinating on it.

Brandon
My first car was a beautiful ’67 Mercury Cougar, my wife hated it so she sold it for $500 while I was in the Navy, I got even, I had her 1958 Pontiac Chieftan crushed.

Thursday, April 08, 2010

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