As you may know, I do my best to keep car sales fun. After drowning myself in the mind-numbing Cash for Clunkers docudramament, I need a break.
I would like to hear about your first car -
What was it?
Would you still like to have it?
What happened to it?
Are you willing to share a (clean) story about your time with your first vehicle?
I will share my story - my first car was a 1969 Chevy Camaro Z28 - silver - 100% original. It was my grandfather's pride and joy. When he passed away, my grandmother gave it to me. I drove it only 3 times before I realized that if I were ever to wreck it (or get a ding on it), I would be forever the black sheep of the family. So she sold it to a collector (for way less than she should have), but gave me $3,000 toward my "first" car.
As you will see from the picture, this WAS a white 1987 Eagle Premier. They said
it was the luxury edition because it had the gray plastic cladding along the bottom :). I suped it up with some 15" MTX Blue Thunder woofers in the trunk and an Alpine stereo with a small amp- I was good to go.
This is what happened to it. This is what the result is from going horizontally across a highway, getting smashed in the driver's side door by a barreling Ford Taurus traveling at 70 mph, and flipping a half dozen times, ending upside down.
I can't remember hanging upside down in my seat, pinned by the door, seatbelt, dashboard, and whatever else, while the crew cut away the door with the jaws of life as I was crushed and unconscious. And I won't put you through the bore of hearing the endless list of injuries I suffered or the organs I had removed because of the accident - but I will tell you I am thankful I was not driving that 69 Camaro.
Had I been in the Camaro, I don't think I would have survived. If I wasn't hit by Ford, I'd have likely bowled over a small concrete barrier and plummeted off the ramp and down 6 stories into a ravine - with all of my passengers. (Just so you know, there was no drinking or anything involved. I was an exceptionally good kid - just an early driver who couldn't control a spin-out after hitting a ton of gravel dumped on a ramp to the highway.) It made the front page of both papers so I guess I started getting published early in my life.
So what if I missed half of my senior year in high school - quite possibly having some of the best times of my life? I am here to share these pics and this story with you fine folks. Maybe it is odd that I've dedicated my life to promoting and selling the same device that almost killed me (probably only gun brokers and heroin pushers are willing to do that, but I have been almost killed by vehicles twice in my life - I won't show you the pic of my Ford Bronco in college but it is almost as bad. That's for another blog, another time.
Go ahead, tell me your stories. Share some pics. Have some fun.