Memory Lane: The First Set of Wheels
Today is a day that I like to call “Feel Good Friday”. It puts me in a good mood so I’m posting some feel good content. Ready??
Do you remember your first car?
Ahh, wasn’t that a great day?
The day when you finally had wheels of your own and you didn’t have to depend on your parents to cart you around. You felt a sense of liberation and independence. And if you had a car before the rest of your friends, you were SUPER COOL! Be honest, you weren’t really concerned with the responsibility that came with the car (insurance, maintenance etc.), you just knew that you had to wash it every now and then, gas it, round up the posse and GO!
As for my first car, it was the pinnacle of pristine automotive invention. It was the epitome of luxury on wheels! I’m talking a silver 1996 Chevrolet Corsica. The car belonged to my friend’s grandfather and it was in very good condition to have been 8 years old at the time. When the topic of buying the car came up, he went from grandfather to Godfather, declaring for me to “make him an offer he can’t refuse”…and I did.
The craziest thing about my first car (dubbed “The Bucket”) was that I got it and my license in the same week and I was nineteen at the time. Yep, NINETEEN and I was just getting my license. However, that’s another story for another post. Without going into too much detail, let’s just say that car did and seen A LOT of things. Through accidents, tickets, taking me back and forth to college, and a little recreational mischief, the bucket was there for it ALL. Unfortunately, the bucket has gone on to that big tow yard in the sky, but it had a long and semi-healthy 5 years.
I often wonder how things would have been if I had a different car back then. What if I would have purchased a brand new car or my dream car (which I can’t recall right now)? Would I have been in some of the situations that I was in with the bucket? What would I have named it? Ah, heck…this could go on all night. Let’s just say that if the car had been newer, I would have definitely taken better care of it.
As of now, my 1999 Chevy Malibu (dubbed “The Bu”) is still kicking. It may not look the best, but it RUNS! However, I would not object to a new car, especially a 2013 GMC Terrain or 2013 Buick Regal (just a couple of my personal faves).
So what about you guys? What are your first car memories? Are they good? Are they bad? Was it a new car or a clunker? I want to hear ALL about it. Keep this “Feel Good Friday” going by sounding off and sharing your stories below.
Thanks for another week of reading and liking!
Until next time…I’m OUT!