|
|
|
|
|
#1
01-10-2007, 12:08 AM
|
|||
|
|||
|
My sophmore year of college, my folks and I found a 1987 Plymouth Horizon. It was a white hatchback, but it was nicknamed the Darkmobile because at the time, this sci-fi geek had just seen the movie Darkman with Liam Neeson and had vanity plates put on that said that. It was a great ride through 3 years of college. I got rid of it just before relocating to NY, because Manhattan is no place to keep a vehicle.
|
|
#2
01-10-2007, 01:15 AM
|
||||
|
||||
|
My first car was a 1985 Honda Accord that my grandparents had bought brand new, then my uncle kept it for a while, then I finally got it. It had automatic everything, which the first time I saw it when I was little I thought it was somehow "magic" because automatic cars were first coming out then.
My first NEW car, on the other hand, was actually the one I have now. A 2002 VW Jetta. I got it after my Honda's engine died on the freeway one night when I was driving home. Anyway I was at work the next day and my mom picked me up afterward and we went to the VW dealer (she didn't tell me she had spent the day looking for a new car for me!) and she showed me the new Jettas they had just gotten in. I saw the dark blue one sitting there on the lot and wanted it immediately! Its a terrific car. Mine has almost 80000 miles on it, and runs like brand new!
__________________
A red bottom is quite a nice thing!
|
|
#3
01-10-2007, 05:39 AM
|
||||
|
||||
|
My first one was a 1963 Ford Fairlane. It was passed down through the family until it finally reached me. It was Dad's car when we bought it. Then Mom got it, then my brother (I don't know how the engine and transmission survived his ownership), then my older sister, and then, finally, me. I had a wreck in it once in which I was pinned against a tree, and the driver side door was completely turned back against the front of the car and the window smashed. I couldn't get the door to latch closed again, so after that I just drove it with the door wire-hangered shut as much as I could get it. Winter that year was an experience! Let's just say that I bundled up when I drove anywhere.
__________________
RG of PAS
|
|
#4
01-10-2007, 12:16 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
My first car is easy enough to remember as I'm only working on my second. LOL It was a 1988 Chrysler New Yorker. I absolutely adored that car. It was top of the line luxery everything for that year. I'm talking plush seats you could melt into, digital dashboard, the whole compass thing, heated and fully adjustable seats, ect... It just had ammenities that I don't remember cars in the eighties having.
It's still serving as a lawn ornament since I blew up the engine a few years ago. We kept saying it was too good of a car to let it just go to scrap, but nobody has taken the initiative to replace the engine yet. Umm... so how did I get it? A sugar daddy bought it for me. LOL :-D (In all fairness, I worked hard and earned it)
|
|
#5
01-10-2007, 12:50 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
mega lemon
'89 VW Rabbit that cost about $1500
Throughout my undergrad college career, I had quite a few trips with a variety of tow-truck drivers who told me about their wives and girlfriends, respectively while they smoked and ate Reisen (sp?) chocolates like the dickens. A piece of my engine fell out while I was driving on a main highway. I had told my father I was going to the library. When this occurred, I was nowhere near the library. The day of my psych final, I arrived at school to find my car would not shift into park. I let the car roll slowly into a wall where it would be fixed in place and went to take my final. I found afterward that the car was stuck in second gear but I was instructed to drive it as close to home as possible in order to save a towing fee. While driving 30 miles an hour, on the shoulder of major highways, I was pulled over by several cops and finally phoned for a tow truck. These incidents were just the tip of the iceberg. However, it was my first car and I was quite loyal to it. I went away for a year to live in Greece and while there, my car died an untimely death. My brother trashed it and had the nerve to send me the pictures (with him alongside the car, grinning).
__________________
KMA
|
|
#6
01-10-2007, 05:08 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
Mine was a 1981 Mercury Zephyr. Fairly decent car, for the teenager that I was. Ugly dirty looking blue color and it hesitated a lot (not good, but something my dad always said was in my mind, or was happening cuz I didn't know how the hell to drive so I was happy when it did it to him one day when he drove it - kinda vindicated me
 ) It went thru spark plugs about once every two weeks.The oil light also came on about once every two weeks as well. It was a 4 door - not cool for a teenager - but then again, my dad paid $900 for it and I drove all three of my siblings to school every morning as well (that was the deal for it to be 'my' car, with partial insurance paid) sarah
|
|
#7
01-10-2007, 09:36 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
Oh, and that little screw cap on the top of the engine. Don't tell anyone, but it's a place to pour oil into. Yes, a place were you can actually put oil into your car! I would think it would make the inside of the engine all dirty and stuff, you know? Anyway, it sounded like a mighty fine car. I'm sure that no one minded all the blue smoke coming out of the tail pipe. It was quite thoughtful of Mercury to have it color coordinated with your car.
__________________
RG of PAS
|
|
#8
01-11-2007, 11:13 PM
|
||||
|
||||
|
Quote:
sarah
|
|
#10
01-12-2007, 04:48 AM
|
|||
|
|||
|
1952 Oldsmobile
Mine was a 52 Olds that I bought for $50. Had a huge bench seat and the back seat area was bigger than most efficiency apartments....LOL. I could barely see over the dash....had chrome bumper bullets. I used to take my girl friend to the drive in and spank her in the back seat.....what a great car...lots of memories.
rb
|
 |
|
|
Hybrid Mode
