Your first car. You'll never forget it. You probably miss it because you probably don't have it anymore. Very few of us are lucky enough or privileged enough to be handed the keys to our dream car for our 16th birthday. Many of us get the family car as a "hand me down" car from our parents. Most of us, however, get the cheapest piece of crap money can buy! This is how I got my first car, it certainly wasn't my dream car and it certainly wasn't expensive but I certainly will never forget it. This then, is it's story.
I didn't care what kind of car I got as long as it was mine. I was tired of driving my mom's car around and not getting to use it when I wanted it. My dad took me to look at a cheap old car, I couldn't even tell you what it was, I just remembered it was gold in color. It was night time and I think it was raining too and I had to either hold the door shut or get in from the passenger side door or something like that but the bottom line was, my dad was willing to buy this car for me on the spot and I could have my very own car that night. It just didn't feel right and beggers can't be choosy but I passed on it, wondering if I had made a big mistake.
Very close to my dad's house was a very small used car lot. It usually had around 6-10 cars at a time, as I said, very small. A white Ford Tempo showed up one day for 1,000 dollars. My dad called me and asked if I would be interested in that car.