My first car was a 69 Continental that I got for $200 as a pile of rust and scrap metal that was sitting in someone's field at 14 years old. (It was the suicide doors. I thought they were the coolest thing ever. Still do.)

I spent every bit of my free time until I was sixteen working on the car. 427 crate engine, 5-speed manual tranny conversion, and a paint job that took over a month to finish. She holds a place in my heart that no other car can ever touch.

 

It was little blue box (Escort maybe?). My boyfriend went to jail, I asked for his car before he left, he gave it to me. Forced me to learn how to drive stick!

 

Audi TT

 

1977 Pontiac Grand Prix. My parents had one when I was in grade school and when I found mine a decade later, I knew I had to have it. 26 years later, it still has a place in my garage.

 

Fast!

 

Did this fast car have a make & model, mysterious man from Michigan?

 

68 firebird400HO

 

If you look up "fast" in the dictionary, a picture of a '68 Firebird accompanies the definition. If you want to find a shot of the 400HO in the same book, look up the word "rare". I dragged my father to go look at a car with me at age 16, purposely not telling him what it was: '68 Firebird 350. Even though it was my own money, he refused to let me buy the 'bird. In hindsight, he probably saved my life. Best year for the 1st gen F body...Oh, wait-this isn't a Pontiac forum...

 

'68 Chevy Impala, hand me down, from Grandma.

 

Father had base v8 68 bird 350 2bl my brother totaled it before he was to sell it to me. I bought the 400 when I was 17 without parents knowledge. not the smartest thing. It had a bad habit of getting hit when parked.