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My first ride I bought in '78 and was a 1967 Chevy Corvair.

Man I loved this car.

Despite Ralph Nader's concerns, this car was waaay ahead if its time.

Rear mounted engine, power everything, dual carbs, shifter located on the dash.

Sadly the car rusted itself to death, but the engine ran like a top until it died.

Since the engine was in back, there was no transmission hump on the floor. I could literally drive the car from the passenger seat, and I did to many odd stares.

That poor old thing want thru hell. Stale beer, spilled bongs and several 'episodes' in the back seat with a teenage libido and DNA spills.

In the winter if I got stuck I could put the car into gear, jump out and push, and then jump back in to drive off.

I miss the old girl and she *would* be worth a shitton of money these days.

DNA spills.

Eww.

I vote for more bong spillage.

1984 Mustang

(NOTE: This is not the actual car. This is a replica. A replica that is in much better condition.)



- $400

- Voted GHS Class of 1997's "Worst Car" Award

- Each time I wanted to turn the car off, I would have to unhook the battery cable to prevent drainage of power.

- The headlights constantly flickered on and off. There were many cars at night that would pull over to the shoulder of the road thinking I was a cop.

- Ran completely out of gas an estimated 20+ times. The speedometer didn't work. The odometer didn't work. The gas guage didn't work. No radio. The heat barely worked. No A/C.

- 5 people once packed into my car and we proceeded to do donuts in the school parking lot while one of the guys in the back seat proceeded to roll "cigarettes" in mid-donut. Mission completed.

- I beat the hell out of that car.

- I miss it. RIP - The Rustang

Sorry, no known pics of the original car.

1977 Ford Maverick 4-Door, Dark Blue. 250 Straight-6 with Automatic Transmission.

Interior was in great shape, so was the body. I paid $300 for it back in 1991, it was the first car I ever owned outright.

No major memories, it was the car that I grew up in. From that car, I got my first decent job at the telephone company. It got about 20mpg when I was living in DeKalb, IL driving back to Chicago on a semi-monthly basis.

I ran the radiator bone dry when driving around Chicago one weekend, replaced the water pump and it ran perfect until I sold it. It is by far the one car I regret selling.

Dude. I owned the Mercury equivelent to that Maverick.

The Comet.

A baby blue piece of crap the hauled MAJOR ass.

(not a big car fanatic) But it had a 350? engine in it.

I could take a lot of cars off the line.

1965 Rambler - nowhere near as nice as this one

232 V-6, automatic, 4-door, cream with tan interior.

seats folded all the way down

lost my virginity in that car

died a horrible death. A tree fell on it - lengthways. We drove it to the junk yard. My dad and I were planning on restoring it until it was so horribly disfigured.

Someday, I'd like to own another one.

Oliver's Army wrote:Dude. I owned the Mercury equivelent to that Maverick.

I could take a lot of cars off the line.

The straight-6 could as well....the term "torque from hell" came from that car. This was a bad thread to start Ollie...now I'm trolling around looking for another one....

Oliver's Army wrote:My first ride I bought in '78 and was a 1967 Chevy Corvair.

Man I loved this car.

Despite Ralph Nader's concerns, this car was waaay ahead if its time.

Rear mounted engine, power everything, dual carbs, shifter located on the dash.

Sadly the car rusted itself to death, but the engine ran like a top until it died.

Since the engine was in back, there was no transmission hump on the floor. I could literally drive the car from the passenger seat, and I did to many odd stares.

That poor old thing want thru hell. Stale beer, spilled bongs and several 'episodes' in the back seat with a teenage libido and DNA spills.

In the winter if I got stuck I could put the car into gear, jump out and push, and then jump back in to drive off.

I miss the old girl and she *would* be worth a shitton of money these days.

Had a friend that had one of these. Great for double dating.
One of the coolest cars in the history of America.
Your episodes sound somewhat similiar to mine.

1974 2 door Chevy Nova Hatchback

3 on the floor w/bucket seats.
250HP, straight six

Why did I ever ever ever part with this gem.

My first car was this nasty thing. An 84 Cavalier wagon, pretty much just like this one.
I had it for less than a month when a guy ran a light and smashed into me. The car had 112 K miles on it. Insurance had my parents sign a paper saying that the odometer had not been tampered with, since it only read 12,000 miles ( there was no qualifier at that time that said if it had rolled over to 100,000+ miles). We ended up getting over $4,000 for a car that my dad paid $6400 for!

Since we had a couple of extra dollars, we ended up getting this fine piece of machinery (well, not this one, but very similar). A 1954 Dodge Panel truck.

It had been modified with conversion van seats in the front, and we supplied a couch in the back.
318 automatic with dual quad carbuerators on a high rise kit.
FAT (20 inchs wide)rear tires on Crager SS rims
The guy we bought it off of had it painted it a 1978 Porsche racing red (kind of orange red if you ask me).
The speedometer didn't work, nor did the gas gauge (neither of which is good if your a 16 year old with a lead foot and a kick ass fast 6000 pound vehicle!).
The guy that put the engine in was a moron, and ended up really damaging the frame when he did it, not to mention he used the original 6volt wiring (wires as big as...well, big wires). We only had it for about a year, and ended up getting rid of it because we just didn't have the time to spend fixing the major problems (frame). I do miss the fun times my friends and I had in there (as well as several good times with just me and my girlfriend).

94 eagle talon 1.8l SOHC fully loaded with a tape player, automatic seat belts, and a 5 speed, best story A few friends and myself were at the drive in outside of Garrett and and after the first movie one of my friends and his girlfriend decided to get personal. So they laid down in the back of my car (the rear seats did fold down). After I realized that nothing short of their parents getting in the car would get them out, I went out and sat in one of our lawnchairs. while he had some fun IN MY CAR.