I would have to say my first car as well. It was the car I first started driving in and has a lot of memorys. It was a 1974 chevelle with a 350 with no compression and a top that had a small rip in it which turned to hardly any top left after sitting in the highschool parking lot everyday. Friends would joke how it wanted to turn into the junkyard when we passed one, but it was mine. We learned how to pack 8 people into it leaving the roller rink one night (they had roller skates instead of roller blades back then). It was funny hearing my brother when we got home say about the fat chick that was in the back seat, she was on her side and she took up half the seat and me and the other 3 guys had to crowd onto the other half. It was good for neutral drops until doing one on a hill (kids!) and busting the u-joint and rolling down the hill. Somehow we couldn't convince my friends dad who came and towed us that it "just broke". He said you guys were trying to make fancy marks on the road weren't you. I learned how to get a lecture from a cop flying to school one day and got to see the back of a police car for the first time. Eventually she did go to the junkyard like everyone said she should be at, but my cousin got her swivel buckets for his cutlass. Most memorable cars I've drove but didn't own have been a 390 mercury cougar and a mid 80's corvette. I rode in my dads '69 mach 1 but don't remember it because he sold it when i was still an infant. He said my car seat didn't fit in the back well and I still get blamed to this day for him having to sell it.