Doesn't have to be THE picture!
Mine was a 1981 Camaro. It was cold natured, and impossible to drive on wet roads. I got it in August 1989 when I was 16 and came off being punished for six months for totaling my moms tbird on my 16th birthday...

Best story- Once my dad was fixing it again, I was not easy on it, I told him if it was a MUSTANG he would be in the house and the car would be working- threw my keys in the lake and cost him $200 to have new ones made

And now that I think about it, I have driven GM most of my life with only one or two side trips into moparville. Time for a new maker!
Google a pic if you don't have one- I had to.

 

1975 Pinto, 2.3 4-cylinder, auto. Purchased for $500 with 45,000K when I was 15 in 1989. Totaled in 1991! :notnice: (First Accident!)

 

Mine was a black 57 chevy , 2 door convertible.What little I know about cars I learned from rebuilding it.

 

Yor high maintenence arent you.

 

Mine was a 1990 Ford Ranger XLT. It had an extended cab, not like the picture one. It also had the Lariat side striping, and was the off white color. It was the 2.9 Liter V6. Mine was much cleaner too. Was washed at least once a week for its whole life. Had some BFG rubber with the white lettering showing.

 

Mine will probly be an '87 Toyota SR5 that my father bought brand new in 87. So far, the gas gauge is broken, the radio is gone... no A/C, it takes 15 minutes for the heat to become 'actual heat' in winter... the belt is running thin... and it takes about 5 minutes for the car to actually be drivable after you start it up. So, I bet I'll have fun with it!

EDIT: Oh, and a few years ago he spray painted it Deep Red with primer from, you guessed it, Wally World! And my frineds call him 'the dude in the rusty old pick-up' because of the color. I keep telling them it's primer but they all think its rust. Why dad? Why?!

 

Right,

Mine was a 1964 Series 2a Land Rover. It has a 3.5L V8 and could pull the wall off your house! (the 3.5L was a donor engine from a 1980's Range Rover). The thing was very unreliable, if you stopped the engine anywhere between cold and running temp, you had no chance of starting it again!

(googled pic, couldn't find the actual one)

 

95 camaro ya i know 3.6l V6 insurance on the v8woulda killed me

 

'72 Mustang Grande Coupe, with a 351C auto, Metalflake Dark Green, I have no way to scan the pics I have of it, but I'm sure you guys know what one looks like.

 

I take resembelence to that!!!!!!!!!!

no, reallly, I just like stuff...And I don't like Broke stuff.

 

77 Cobra 2
Burned up the motor because of faulty gauges and my idiocy :bang:
I miss that car

 

EEEEWWWWWW.

 

1970 Monte Carlo that my brother gave me when i was 18.

 

1973 Mustang Fastback
Light Blue with White Vinyl roof
351C

Man I miss that car!

 

Was it like this one? I sold it on Jan. It would be cool if they were the same car!

 

1980 4 Door Sky Blue Chevette with a roof rack.

It was all I could afford when I was 16. It broke...I fixed...it broke...I fixed. Served me well into my 2nd year in college when I traded it in (got $1K for it) for my next car.

 

1976 Cobra II with 302 auto. Lots of fun to drive but wished I had bought a Mach 1 There were plenty to choose back then

 

1992 Ford Escort

My parents got it as our first car in the USA in 1999. Got it for $2,500. My parents gave it to me in 2000. Drove it for 6 months, then got 1997 Dodge Intrepid, which I drove for another 6 months. In 2001 I traded in Escort when I got 2000 Mustang (got $2,000 for Escort).

It looks exactly like this one, except it was white.

 

No pics, but my first car was a 1959 Jaguar XK-150 drophead coupe, Chrysler Turbine Car bronze, with a 3.4 liter DOHC and non synchro first gear. I bought it in 1967 when I was 19. They were cheap, because the E-Type had been out for a few years.

I have two very vivid memories of this car. One was a bright winter day in Seattle, so I dropped the top and drove around aimlessly for a couple of hours. It began to cloud over. Stopped at a light, I noticed that it had begun to snow lightly. Suddenly I heard the guy next to say that only a fool would drive around in the snow with the top down in a snowstorm. I glanced over and there was a man in a red XK-140 roadster with, you guessed it, the top down. The next hour was just a blast with me following him over some great roads.

The other was in California. I had stopped at a tollbridge--Vallejo?--I don't remember. There was a guy in a Mercury Meteor convertible next to me. We both had our tops down. He was a classic--black hair slicked back in a ducktail, shades, white t-shirt with a pack of cigarettes rolled up in the sleeve--right out of American Grafitti. We left the tollbooth at a leisurely pace, then he revved at me. I shrugged, dropped down a gear and accelerated just a little bit. He had a three on the tree and I saw him downshift to second. We were going about 70--speed limit--at the time.

The next thing I saw was a huge cloud of white smoke from his engine, just like you see when a NASCAR racer lunches his engine. That's just what he had done. I felt sorry for the guy, but I stll chuckle about it to this day when I remember.

 

I'm with Evil_Capri - except my Pinto was a 1974, in Lime Green. Great little car; I beat the snot out of it. Was the first & only car I ever ran nitrous on!

First real hotrod was a 1964 Falcon Ranchero - 289 hipo, solid Lemans cam, 2-4 barrel lo-rise intake, all backed by a 4-speed and 2.79 pegleg rear. Would smoke that one tire for blocks! :worship: