16 September 2014

Becky's Monte Carlo

So...my friend Becky emailed me about selling her Mustang the other day. We 'discussed' the car a bit, and I reminded her that she had, um, er, 'forgotten' to write a post about her first car. [as has Mike...] She wrote back ---
"As far as writing about “My First Car”, I don’t necessarily know that anyone would want to read about my first car – HA! It was a 1973 hand-me-down Monte Carlo that my dad put glass-pack mufflers on because he thought it sounded “cool” when they went POP!POP!POP! as I let off of the accelerator.
My Monte Carlo was a terrible, flat butterscotch color. It had a 1/2 vinyl top in black and black interior/black cloth seats. (Bench front seat, not the bucket kind that swiveled.) Oh! Let’s not forget that it had an 8-track player in it too...   :)
There was a leak around the passenger window, so when it rained the front passenger floorboard would fill with water. I kept a large plastic cup in my car to bail the water out – seriously! Also, the back floorboard was rusted out, and any passengers that I had riding with me had to be careful where they stepped...carpet was the only thing between them and the ground...and none of us girls wanted to look like we were driving around in a “Fred Flintstone Car”, pedaled by our feet... All true...I am not exaggerating! (On the flip side of this, my friend Shelli drove a 2-seat Fiat convertible, so her car was the car of choice when we went cruising in Miami; and I was riding in her car when she introduced me to Mike in May 1986.)"

Sneaky way for me to get a new post, huh?   :)

13 September 2014

Ahmad's BMW

Here is a story about a little car kid, and a car.
This is a one-of-a kind 2003 BMW E46 M3 Individual Cabriolet, SMG, Velvet blue, crème white interior.

11 July 2014

Mark's Monte Carlo

Summer of 78 - I was just sprung from high school and finally got my own first car. It was a 1975 Chevrolet Monte Carlo. Maroon with a white vinyl top and a maroon interior with swiveling bucket seats. I put some US slot mags and Mickey Thompson tires on, with air shocks in back. Spent most of the summer just driving around in the soft, warm summer evenings, AC on, with the windows down and Pablo Cruise, The Eagles and Firefall playing through the Jensen 6x9s in the back shelf.
Sorry but there are no photos; we were too busy "Livin the Life" to think about the future or such mundane things as taking pictures. Thought those days would never end...

08 May 2014

Saying Goodbye ; Lindsey's Jeep

 
"Yesterday my mother called me to deliver the sad news that they were officially getting rid of my very first car. Just after I turned 17 years old my parents got me a 1996 Jeep Grand Cherokee deluxe and it was everything I ever could have wanted. My oldest brother had always driven a Jeep, my sister drove a Jeep, and my other brother drove a Jeep. To say that my family loves Jeeps is an understatement. My Jeep had character. We got her from my neighbor who was going to get rid of it because the undercarriage was rusted. My dad happily bought it off of her instead and then sent it to our mechanic for proper fixes. It was then that I christened her with the name Piper due to her faulty pipes.
Piper 1

03 May 2014

YrHmblHst's Sorta Kinda Technically First Car...

After reading Steve's post below, I got to thinking...and I havent been 100% TECHNICALLY accurate/honest with you, dear Reader. See, I 'sorta-kinda' had a car before the Plymouth. Well, at least a part interest in one. Let me explain.

13 April 2014

Steve's Escort

This in from Steve at Stiffspeed , one of YrHmblHst's favourite tumblr sites. And yes sir, we have all been there...   :)

"My first car. Hmm. Tricky one that as I bought one before I got my license. At 17, all eagerness and best intentions take priority over sensibility and peer advice (we've all been there, you know the story).
 Anyway it was around 1985 and my uncle was all for it as he needed use of a car but couldn't afford one so by me getting one to 'hot up' in readiness for my license worked for both of us.  I wondered at the time why he was so intent on an auto but later found out he passed his test in an auto so wasn't allowed to drive stick shift. (In the UK, pretty much everyone takes the test in a manual and that covers you for both. It's pretty stringent and takes around half an hour) We spotted one in the local ads that fitted the bill. It was an early '70's Mk1 Ford Escort auto. We went to view it. It was brown. And not a nice brown either. With a blood red bonnet (hood). And it was slow. Extremely slow. But it was cheap. My wages at the time were around £25 per week and the car was £250. It was pretty much the only thing I could afford and the colour didn't matter too much as I was an apprentice paint sprayer for a local dealership.

18 March 2014

Kenny's Plymouth

"I was a real car guy as a kid. I read about cars, I drew cars, I played with cars. I lived to have one of my own. As I was approaching my 16th birthday, naturally all I could talk about was cars. I would scan the want ads in the Sunday paper, pointing out the cool cars that I thought I might be able to afford. My parents would just smile, sometimes say something like "We'll see", or "wouldn't that be nice", or something like that and then smile at each other. Then of course, the lecture about responsibilities, costs and the need for a job would be next. But somehow, I secretly thought that their knowing smiles meant something.
Regrettably, it did.