My first was a '61 Rambler. Definitely a dork car. It was all I could afford as a sophomore in college. The windshield wipers would slow to a stop going up a mountain. But the front seats fully reclined into the back. For some reason, guys who had nicer wheels wanted to borrow my car overnight for hot dates.
>For some reason, guys who had nicer wheels wanted to borrow my car overnight for hot dates.<
So true. You had any trouble wiping off the stains? (wink) Mine had the old light blue color, not exactly a chick magnet. Luckily, no girl said “Ewwww, I don’t want to be seen in that. I’m on the cheerleading squad, ya know?” I must have been doing something right..