Your first car

1977 Plymouth Volare sedan. Cream colored body dark brown vinyl roof, the interior was caramel. It had a slant six under the hood, it was slow to get off the line but once it got up to speed it would haul ass. I hated that car when I got it, but I looked back on it now and I had so many good times in that car I miss it.

It was a huge boat it was like two full-size couches rolling down the road. Before it closed the drive-in theater in my town head six dollar a car Fridays we would put 17 people in that thing before the suspension bottomed out. Tie everybody’s lawn chairs to the Roof and in the trunk.

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HAHAHA!

I can hear the Volare commercial jingle just reading the name!

Voh-lar-ay!

 
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No pics but a 1965 Mustang, you know what they look like. Dad picked it out, made a deal with his used car salesman friend. After driving it the summer right after I turned 16 we discovered a few things.

It was painted orange ( think Chevy engine orange ). Paint in the trunk was peeling showing red underneath. Paint under the hood was peeling showing white underneath.

Six cylinder car with 289 emblems on the fenders ( car sat a little high up front )

Switch for a convertible top on the dash, car was a hard top.

Horn would only blow when you pushed in the clutch.

Underneath the car you could see the seam where two cars had been put together to make one.

Dad took the car back and got a 1968 Impala for mom and I got her 1965 Plymouth Valiant. Toughest car I have ever seen. No idea how many times I put it in neutral, floored the gas pedal and then dropped it in drive.

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Grandpa paid half I paid half. I didn’t know he was going to do that though. I was looking at old ass Cherokees and he wheeled into someones house where he saw it sitting. I saw the price and said I ain’t even close he said we’ll take it.

Lucky man. My one Grandpa died before I was born and the other when I was 6. Neither was a wealthy man, but pretty sure I missed out on some wisdom there. One was a WW1 vet and the other was a hard ass laborer and home farmer.
 
87 honda accord. First 15 minutes of having my license, a girl ran a red light and nailed my passenger side totaling it. She lied about it and the cops saw i was a new driver so they believed her (despite me having a witness). Had to drive it for 2 years until i could upgrade.

The passenger side was so smashed up that if you tried to open the door, it would fall off the car. Still had sex in it though. 16 was an exciting age.
So your saying you " hit" the girl that hit you? Nice!
 
1986 s10 Blazer and still trying to find it and buy it back

I went down the same road years ago. Found the owner and made contact. I suppose this was well over 10 years ago, didn’t want to sell yet. Since then, I’ve mostly lost the desire to buy it back. It’d be just another vehicle in the yard that I have to pay taxes on 🙄
 
I drove this when I was 16 if mom wasn't using it and or the weather was too bad for my motorcycle.

1986 or 87 Dodge Caravan white with the woodgrain.

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My first car that I bought was a 1983 Honda Accord. Sunroof and a luggage rack with driftwood on the trunk.

The year was 1992 when I bought it. I used Amor All on it probably ever two weeks. Dashboard, all over the interior and the tires.

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My dad was convinced the world was running out of oil.
Learned to drive the 1976 Chevy impala wagon, but first for me was a 1972 Ford Pinto, baby blue purchased in 1978.

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I'm sorry to hear that... those things are ugly. Right there with the ford pinto. Your high school game must have been awful. At least I had the mud crickets going after me 😂
Did you know tennis player John McEnroe drove an orange Pinto when in school? This could explain his temper tantrums on the tennis court.
 
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My dad was convinced the world was running out of oil.
Learned to drive the 1976 Chevy impala wagon, but first for me was a 1972 Ford Pinto, baby blue purchased in 1978.

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My dad got a 1976 Pinto as shown above from Hertz used car sales for $1,250 in 1977. No p/s or a/c.
 
POS 1980 Honda Civic given to me by my mother in 1986 that was in worse shape than the turd in the picture. Reclining seats were perfect for getting laid, as opposed to the contortions required to get a piece of tail in the GF's Pinto. It survived about 9 months at my 16 y/o hands.
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First vehicle I bought myself. '77 KZ650 that I bought in '86, the summer before my junior year of high school. It is a miracle I survived into adulthood.
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1985 Buick Century followed shortly after by a 1986 Honda Accord. Totaled the Buick after a couple months of getting my drivers license. I had 3 friends in the car with me. We were driving down a gravel road leaving a friends house and I was sliding the car back and forth on the gravel. Ended up loosing control and wrapped the car around a tree. Very fortunate, somehow no one was hurt. I didn't drive again for a couple months when my mom finally talked my dad into buying another car for me. She was tired of driving me and my sibling everywhere.

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Can't quite remember what car my parents first stuffed me into and got me learning how to drive. I think it was also a buick century from the early 80s.
then my parents started letting me drive my sister's ford escort around the neighborhood at like 14 so i could be ready to take driver's ed... it had been my grandma's car, but she got "old" and didn't feel like driving anymore. in her 60s.
then i got handed the keys to mom's 88 chevy celebrity station wagon as soon as i turned 16. mom didn't go out much. I did. that car was a party on wheels.
Hit 18 or 19 and bought a chrysler lebaron convertible. Late teen me driving around a convertible... yup. only complaint with that one was the tight bucket seats and no back seat to speak of. well, also the leaky roof, the ever-busted back triangle windows, the bad head gasket, the bad engine mounts, the terrible steering, no trunk space, the cracking plastic everything, roof liner that kept flopping, hoses that were falling apart, slightly out of line pulley system so i had to replace serpentine belts every couple months... but i was a pre-20 yr old with a convertible, living the dream.
 
i was going to get a great deal on a sported up red manual dodge shadow instead of the lebanon, but my dad took it for a test drive and said it hit 45 in first gear really fast and decided he was not having it on his insurance with me as the primary driver.
i can't fault him for that decision...
 
In 1969, I was working at Kroger and I bought my first car, a 1962 Chevrolet Impala, 2 door hardtop, 327/250, 3 speed on the column. I gave $250 for it. It looked a lot like this one.

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Exactly one week later, I bought my second car. I had a good friend that managed a branch of a local bank that his dad owned. His branch was walking distance from Kroger. He walked over and told me to come see him when I got my break, he had something to show me. There sit a 1955 Chevrolet Bel Air, 2 door hardtop, 327/300, 4 speed, Keystone wheels. It was a very nice car that had just been redone and looked perfect. I was in love! I told him that I had just bought a car and I was broke. He said "You're at a bank. We have money." I financed $1000 and bought it. It looked like this one.

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Mine was a 1963 Chevy Biscayne 4 door sedan, straight 6, 3 on the column...hole where the driver's right heel rested, repaired with an aluminum cafeteria tray under the floor mat.

It was not beautiful, but it was spacious inside...like a motel room on wheels. :cool:
 
In 1969, I was working at Kroger and I bought my first car, a 1962 Chevrolet Impala, 2 door hardtop, 327/250, 3 speed on the column. I gave $250 for it. It looked a lot like this one.

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Exactly one week later, I bought my second car. I had a good friend that managed a branch of a local bank that his dad owned. His branch was walking distance from Kroger. He walked over and told me to come see him when I got my break, he had something to show me. There sit a 1955 Chevrolet Bel Air, 2 door hardtop, 327/300, 4 speed, Keystone wheels. It was a very nice car that had just been redone and looked perfect. I was in love! I told him that I had just bought a car and I was broke. He said "You're at a bank. We have money." I financed $1000 and bought it. It looked like this one.

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Were cars that affordable when you were a kid or were you really good with money?
 
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