My sister and I went in partners on a brand new 1974 Plymouth Duster. Red with Black top, black stripes on the side, rally wheels, raised white letter tires. Sounds like a race car, right? Raise the hood on this machine and there's a 225 six cylinder engine, automatic transmission. We ran that car seemed like for ever. She finally bought my share from me, ran the car for another 5 years or so and then sold it to her in-laws. I never saw the car again, but it was a good un.

1985 Nissan Sentra. That was killed in a car accident (AFTER I just sent in the last payment-got the title the week after the accident). The insurance company bought me my next (and last car), a 1987 Nissan Sentra. Since my driving days are over, these are the only cars I will ever own.



Cat

My sister and I went in partners on a brand new 1974 Plymouth Duster. Red with Black top, black stripes on the side, rally wheels, raised white letter tires. Sounds like a race car, right? Raise the hood on this machine and there's a 225 six cylinder engine, automatic transmission. We ran that car seemed like for ever. She finally bought my share from me, ran the car for another 5 years or so and then sold it to her in-laws. I never saw the car again, but it was a good un.


Chrysler Slant-6's had a reputation for having almost bulletproof reliability. Back in the bad old days before the automakers perfected rustproofing, the Midwest climate (and more specifically, our states' habit of using salt as a de-icer during the winter) would start eating away at car bodies after they were about 6 or 7 years old, and I remember seeing a lot of rusted-out Dusters (and Dodge Dart Swingers and Plymouth Valiants, on which the Duster was based) in the 80's that seemed to still run good. The Slant-6 was such a good motor that it often outlasted the rest of the car. Also, one of the running gags on Married With Children was that Al Bundy drove a beat-up old Duster.  :D

My first car was a 1971 Oldsmobile Cutlass that was a hand-me-down from my oldest sister and was given to me on my 16th birthday. I have fond memories of piling 5 of my freshman friends into it to take them to the driving range for high school golf practice (or ditching golf practice and instead just going out and doing goofy sh!t, like driving past pedestrians while the guy riding shotgun would fling spoonfuls of soft serve ice cream at them, for example). It had a 350 Rocket V-8 and while it only had a 2-barrel carburetor it could still get up and move.

But I only had the Cutlass (which I called the "Barneymobile," because my high school nickname was Barney) for about 8 months because, being a dumbass kid, I accidentally did a neutral drop and I ended up shredding the transmission.  :P

I then bought up a beat-up old 1968 Chevy Impala 4-door from one of my older brothers for $150. It was a beater but I had a lot of fun with that car.  :D

Chrysler Slant-6's had a reputation for having almost bulletproof reliability. Back in the bad old days before the automakers perfected rustproofing, the Midwest climate (and more specifically, our states' habit of using salt as a de-icer during the winter) would start eating away at car bodies after they were about 6 or 7 years old, and I remember seeing a lot of rusted-out Dusters (and Dodge Dart Swingers and Plymouth Valiants, on which the Duster was based) in the 80's that seemed to still run good. The Slant-6 was such a good motor that it often outlasted the rest of the car. Also, one of the running gags on Married With Children was that Al Bundy drove a beat-up old Duster.  :D

My first car was a 1971 Oldsmobile Cutlass that was a hand-me-down from my oldest sister and was given to me on my 16th birthday. I have fond memories of piling 5 of my freshman friends into it to take them to the driving range for high school golf practice (or ditching golf practice and instead just going out and doing goofy sh!t, like driving past pedestrians while the guy riding shotgun would fling spoonfuls of soft serve ice cream at them, for example). It had a 350 Rocket V-8 and while it only had a 2-barrel carburetor it could still get up and move.

But I only had the Cutlass (which I called the "Barneymobile," because my high school nickname was Barney) for about 8 months because, being a dumbass kid, I accidentally did a neutral drop and I ended up shredding the transmission.  :P

I then bought up a beat-up old 1968 Chevy Impala 4-door from one of my older brothers for $150. It was a beater but I had a lot of fun with that car.  :D
That 350 Rocket V8 didnt need any souping up to run good. It ran good in its stock form. I worked at a service station when I was in high school so I saw all the old classics. Oldsmobile made a police version of the 455 Rocket V8 called the Super Commando. That was a reeeeel motor. Would run lock step with the Chrysler 440 Magnum, and the Ford 460 Interceptor.

That 350 Rocket V8 didnt need any souping up to run good. It ran good in its stock form. I worked at a service station when I was in high school so I saw all the old classics. Oldsmobile made a police version of the 455 Rocket V8 called the Super Commando. That was a reeeeel motor. Would run lock step with the Chrysler 440 Magnum, and the Ford 460 Interceptor.


In one of the dumber things I've done and lived to tell about, one afternoon I was hauling the freshmen back to the school from golf practice and we were on a 4-lane highway when I pulled alongside a friend of mine, who was driving a red '69 Mustang Mach 1 with a 351 Cleveland. He was thinking the same thing I was and we both floored it. I ran neck and neck with him until about 105 mph when my Cutlass ran out of steam and he started pulling away.

I didn't have the Cutlass very long, but it was my first car and I had fun with it.

My first car was a red 1991 Pontiac Sunbird, with white leather interior. I thought I was the S H I T at the time. LOL!  :P

My first car was a red 1991 Pontiac Sunbird, with white leather interior. I thought I was the S H I T at the time. LOL!  :P


You ARE the S H I T.  ;)

You ARE the S H I T.  ;)


Well thanks Al, you're not so bad yourself!!  ;)

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1984 Toyota Camry

I bought it off my gramps when it had about 110 thousand miles on it.  It was a nice car for quite a while.

I used to call it Smokey Joe because it burned a lot of oil.  It ran fine until it had about 180 thousand on it.  Then it developed engine problems.  I drove up to 215 thousand miles, thenI sold it to some sap for $300.  Let him fix it when it dies out in the snow!
:o

Showing my age here-
my first was American heavy metal- 70's Chevy Caprice! HUUUUUUGE car, Me Dad- "If you get in a wreck, you won't be hurt." Me- "If I get in a wreck, you will never FIND me!"
;D

'68 Chevy Camaro inherited from my brother.  Oh to have that baby back again!  ::)

'68 Chevy Camaro inherited from my brother.  Oh to have that baby back again!  ::)


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;)

Embarrassed to say, my first car was a 1976 Datsun B210 Honeybee.

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Desperately ugly, ungodly slow and underpowered. It was my motion wagon in my last two years of high school.
My Dad bought it in 1982 from my next door neighbor in its original Honeybee Yellow. And my Dad promptly (just to embarrass me further, I think) painted it puke-wash brown/beige, and managed to make it uglier.

Admittingly, I have to say the car was bulletproof, it alway started and ran. It was slow, but it was the car I learned how to drive "stick" and managed to be able to learn how to leave a block length long trail of rubber spinning the skinny rear tires (the clutch would take a lot of abuse, obviously).

It had no working radio and I had an beat-up boom box sitting in the passenger seat for music.

As ugly as it was, (I think ANY girl that would of dared talk to me was turned away when I showed up in this thing) I miss it. Simple reliable transportation. They don't make'em like this anymore.  :)

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1968 Cadillac coupe, a lot like the one in the picture.  Except mine was full of major league rust and dents.  It was 1981 when I bought it, for $350.00.  Needless to say it had a whole lot of problems.  But it was mine.

It reached the height of its infamy near the end of its useful life, when an unfortunate soul had the misfortune to rear end it while parked.  The other car looked to be a late 70's model.  Well, here's the collision outcome.  The other car was completely smashed on one side, with bits and pieces of fiberglass strewn everywhere.  It may as well have hit a brick wall.  My car's damage?  One plastic tailight cover was broken - otherwise not a scratch!  :o

It had a sad ending.  The city of Chicago towed it away after sitting idle for a few days (it wasn't running).  As the tab to retrieve it had risen to about $200.00, I opted not to retrieve it.  I never even got to say a proper goodbye  :-\\

Hot Wheels :D

A 1984 Nissan Sunny.


Well, that's it. A safe choice for a safe driver (except for my first drive to the petrol station).

Hot Wheels :D



;D ;D ;D ;D  I had those, too.



Cat

The first one I ever drove was a '92 Toyota Camry.

A Barbie 57 Chevy

2002 Nissan Pulsar. I still own it. :P

Then I was given the Barbie Ferrari

Black 2002 Ford Ranger XLT V6

1993 Toyota Corrolla. That thing was ugly, but it got me around town.

1992 Pontiac Grand Am. I got it for $500 on my 18th birthday in 2005.  ;D

1993 Toyota Corrolla. That thing was ugly, but it got me around town.


I'm sure it was a 4-cylinder with an average amount of gas mileage. Did it have low horsepower (slow uphills)?

1968 Ford Escort, repainted a lovely metallic blue.