First car’s like the first girl. You always get new sweethearts but shit just ain’t feel like the first time you fall in love.
I misread OP’s title but she was a momma cat and I was a little kid, so she used to lick my hair when I was on the floor reading the funny pages in the newspaper. And she was very comforting when anyone was sad.
It was my grandmother’s, and I was the 5th owner after she passed away. Manual windows, manual locks, and a fully-metal body. By the time I got it, it was so quirky, I loved everything about it.
- The horn was dying, so if you held it for longer than 2-3 seconds, it sounded like the doppler effect,
- Since the hood was metal, the horn would make it vibrate a little and the car sounded like it was begging to be put out of its misery,
- The brakes screamed when you came to a stop, but only at speeds under 10 mph, so I basically scared the shit out of every drive-thru worker I encountered,
- Our family dog knocked the rear view mirror off with her head, and after 5 months, we finally glued it back on, only for her to do it again a week later, so I learned to drive with only my sideview mirrors,
- The parking brake basically couldn’t be relied on because the previous owner, my sister, drove it for about 6 months with the parking brake fully engaged, complaining to my dad constantly that it had no acceleration.
Was a beautiful, green, Kia Sephia, and I miss that car more than some family members. My second car had another favorite quirk: the driver’s window motor died, so the window wouldn’t roll up or down. So, being the high school chucklefuck that I was, I’d go through drive-thrus in reverse if I had a friend in the passenger seat (also without a rearview mirror, thanks to the aforementioned dog).
All the staff used to come to the window laughing, and one manager gave us real shit for it despite their being no signs or anything indicating we couldn’t.
Sigh my younger days, cars today are just too boring 😂
1988 Nissan Skyline GT with an RB20DET.
It was abandoned by my uncle at our place when he moved overseas and subsequently my sister drove it around a bit. Eventually it leaked coolant from the water pump, overheated and blew a head gasket because she wasn’t paying attention.
I was unemployed and bored and I decided to pull it apart and bought all the bits to fix it. I didn’t really know anything about mechanical stuff at the time, but I am good at logic and try not to be useless at practical stuff even though I’m really a computer geek. I drove it around for a bunch of years after that until I was earning enough money that I could buy something I wanted which was a Mitsubshi EVO 1.
So to answer the question, favorite thing was that I rescued it from oblivion even though I didn’t know much about cars or engines at the time.
Still driving it, 2008 1.6 gol power, got it 3 years ago.
Very much a south American version of a golf but since it wasn’t designed that much for security it weighs 1000 kilos and has 97 hp.
But it’s one of the most reliable cars in the country and while the car has multi fuel injection the accelerator is mechanical, the steering is hidraulic, no ABS or Traction control, it has a markedly notchy 5 speed manual and the suspension is both stiff but with some significant body roll, mostly thanks to it’s light weight.
Thing drives like a FWD kart and I love it, you feel like you’re going super fast or doing dangerous stuff even in completely safe situations under the speed limit. Can’t wait to get it to a track day (they’re very uncommon in my country).
On top of all they’re worth 4k usd at most and the parts for it are dirt cheap. And the engine design is actually a Mercedes design from the 80s so it’s pretty solid people get 150 HP out of it very easily (which leaves you with the power to weight ratio of a golf GTI) with a few mods and if you get forged Pistons and a proper turbo you can go past 300 hp
It’s non-existent wheel base. The turning radius was practically within the same lane. God I miss my 91 Honda CRX Si.
It never broke down. Didn’t change oil, didn’t check water, just gassed it up and drove.
AMC in-line 6-cylinder. They don’t make them like that anymore.
It had a distinct smell that, when I smell it now, brings me vividly back to driving home from high school listening to Metallica.
It had a working car phone. In the 2000s. It was rad.
1980 Firebird bought in 1991ish, for 1,200, sold in 1996 for 1,500
Tail lights lit up to say FIRE. BIRD.
Custom hand carved Judas * Priest in the center console.
Hole in the drivers side acceleration/brake that would freeze your toes in the winter
Water would accumulate in the non existant footspace of the driver side back seat passenger that would create a block of ice in the winter (generally filled with trash: cigarette boxes, phone books, water bottles)
Ran for 2 years without changing the oil drivers side door would randomly open on right hand turns
Exhaust rusted through the catalytic converter somewhere in Iowa driving to NY for school, got it wired up at a garage & then a straight pipe put in in Missouri.
Heater stopped working for the wonderful NY winters
Took me across the US twice, up and down the East Coast of the US a couple times.
Basically, everything. Best. Car. Ever.
The fact that it would run with no oil and all four engine mounts broken
Yellow 2003 Suzuki Aerio SX. Ugly-ass car, but had a 6-CD changer standard and despite a rating of 20mpg by my calculations I got around 40-ish mpg. As a teenager working a retail job at minimum wage, it was awesome.
It was an old '87 Pontiac Bonneville. It had a 350 and had some oomph. The thing was built like a tank. I loved it!
My favorite thing of all was the fact that it would automatically turn on the headlights when it was dark and this feature was called the ‘‘Twilight Sentinel’’.
I always thought it sounded like some epic fantasy novel or game.
that went straight into my notes app for potential book titles.
I’ve never owned a car. That’s my favourite thing about cars
must be nice. European? or NYC
Australian
All ya need is a pair of thongs
Thongs are perfect for when I’m chuckin’ a sicky, but still have to grab some snags from the corner store and some goon from the bottlo for the barbie on the weekend. Me mates 'll be devo if we end up eating Maccas again…
And ya neva hafta deal with rego
I could start it with a coin, then lock the doors, do something else while it warmed up, and unlock the doors with the actual key. It was like my own ghetto remote starting system.
When I worked for USPS as a carrier, my LLV (the mail truck) was older than I was by a year. I could also put the key in the ignition, start it, and then completely remove the key and the truck would keep running.
That kinda shit cracks me up, hahaha
Right, me too! It was the same with my car, which was a 1991 Ford Escort GT.