[Varmint Al]

MY FIRST CAR.... I got to drive this 39 Plymouth Sedan when I was about 12 years old. No, I didn't get to drive in on the road, but there are a lot of places to drive on 5 acres. I did get a drivers license when I was 16. This was my pride and joy. Later in high school, I got to drive it to school. I completely rebuilt the engine a couple of times. I bet the reader doesn't know where his first car is located. It is still sitting there on the 5 acres. I still had it when I started to college and went to Berkeley for my Freshman year. It would do 40 mph without any problem, but any faster than that would cause engine trouble. On the Christmas break, I was driving back to Bakersfield from Berkeley and about Madera, on HW-99, I followed a guy for a long ways that was doing about 39 mph. I got impatient and revved it up to about 45 mph and passed him. It felt so good going that fast that I just left it there. About 5 miles of that and I burned out a connecting rod. I had to call Pop and he came up to Madera with his welding truck and towed me all the way home in the middle of the night. Pop wasn't happy about that. I spent the whole vacation time rebuilding the engine. That was not what I had planned for.

Do you know where your first car is? Bet not. Good Hunting... from Varmint Al

[2Jedismom]

Mine's probably scrap now...a little blue Chevy Chevette. My mom let me borrow her big car so I could drive to work (it was the 4th of July and she wanted me in a big car in case a drunk hit me or something!) While I was at work, my mom drove my little Chevy to the store, ignored a yield sign and totaled it.

I had just paid the last payment on it.

[nobdysfool]

Do you know where your first car is?

A '60 Chevy Biscayne 4-door, lovingly dubbed "the Tank". I sideswiped a guardrail on Christmas Day 1970, causing the driver's door to lean out at the top. I got it partly worked back in by opening the door, jacking up that back edge of the door with a floor jack, and whacking the bottom hinge with a sledge hammer from the inside. It actually reduced the gap at the top from about 4 inches to a half an inch...The cops never did find out who destroyed the end of the guardrail....I ran to crap out of that car, and finally drove it to the junkyard, yanked the battery, and signed the title over. By now it has been recycled. One of you might be driving a car made with the steel from my first car....

[mamelukesabre]

My first car, a sixties model chrysler, is in a barn someplace in iowa. It's got a 440-4barrel, a dana 60 and a torquflight727. Those used to be farely desireable for drag racing...probably not so much nowdays though.

[LeftIsSinister]

Do you know where your first car is? Bet not.

In my garage. Details. Moving, married, and new baby all mean that the project is on hold for now.