Back from it’s holiday hiatus, the question of the week asks you to reminisce about your first car.
What you loved about it or hated about it. Did you scrape by and save up for it yourself or were your parents able to help you to get it and how many speeding tickets you got.
Here’s what our crew had to say:
My first car was a 1965 Pontiac Catalina. My Grandfather loaned me the money to buy it ( $160 ). A family member had used it as a work car and it had well over 100,000 miles on it when I got it and smelled like an ashtray. I was so proud to get it, it was a gas hog, had 4 bald tires, but I cleaned it up and drove it proudly. I had already been working part-time at the local grocery store since I was 14 yrs. old, so I made payments on it and bought my gas on my own. My Dad and Mom helped me with the insurance. My favorite radio station at the time was an FM station, so I got one of their stickers and displayed it on my back glass….the car however only had an AM radio. I got my first radio job at that FM station in 1979.
My very first car I drove was a Chevy Corsica which my mom purchased for me after I graduated high school to use at college. However, the very first car I purchased myself was a Ford Ranger. Rear wheel drive and green! Driving that thing to work in the middle of winter in Minnesota was a challenge, but it was a good little pickup. It was the vehicle that I was driving when I was pulled over for “accelerating to get through a yellow light.” Not speeding, not running a red light…but I “accelerated.” This was in Minnesota and in the middle of winter…the roads were icy and instead of slamming on my brakes and sliding through the intersection, I chose to speed up slightly. Cop was right behind me….and he probably ran the red light to get to me. Just sayin’.
19 years old, my Dad cashed in my $700 life insurance policy to buy a car. I found 1972 Volkwagon Superbeetle (Orange with sunroof) two weeks later I blew the engine and had to have it rebuilt for $1200. Worth it…chick mag as it turned out.
My first car was a Plymouth Belvedere 4 door. It had a powerful 318 motor. I paid $150 for it & it started up the day I bought it from a farmer in Perryville. I painted the car up in 1989 with band logos to celebrate the 20 year anniversary of 1969. I liked the hippy theme 🙂 I have had 2 speeding tickets in my lifetime. It has been since the 90s.
2008 Pontiac Grand Prix; white with heavily tinted windows, black interior with red detail. The engine purred when it started, it accelerated smooth as silk and high speeds felt a little too comfortable.
The car was given to me by my parents for my 16th birthday. Three months later I got my first speeding ticket. 75 in a 55…hence the line about smooth acceleration. I’m not that spoiled though, my first job at Dairy Queen immediately followed that speeding ticket. Good thing I loved my car, because I was driving it to work five days a week to pay back my debts.
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She was a 1989 white Mustang coupe. Loved that car dearly as it was the one place that was mine and only mine! My aunt helped me secure the loan wile I was working for her and my uncle at Estes Deli & BBQ in Jackson when I was 17.
There were minor things about my car that I would have liked to be different. I would have loved to have had a GT hatchback, but it was mine and I loved it. I roamed many a road listening to my cassettes or CD via the personal CD player and cassette adapter. Tom Petty, The Beatles, Pearl Jam, Pink Floyd, Nirvana, Green Day, Hendrix, and so many others. So many great memories in that car with my friends.
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