Mine was a 1929 Ford Model A sedan similar to the one above. I worked all day with a very weak newborn calf getting it up to suckle for the first time so my dad gave me the calf to raise. I sold it as a yearling for $125 and that was enough to buy my first car.
The first car I ever drove was my mom's Chevy Impala when I was 16, forget what year it was but probably a 1966. I was married when I had my first car and that was my husband's ...it was a brand new White Ford Torino with a red stripe down the sides.
My first car was a 1929 Buick a previous owner had cut off the back end and made a pickup out of it. It had to be cranked jot start it. The spark and acceleration was on the steering column. A junker who operated a small salvage yard bought it to junk out. I bought it on credit for $25.00 in 1946 or early '47. I didn't get a drivers license until 1949 when I got a commercial license.
My 1956 Chevy Bel Air w/me in it in April 1968 on the Indiana farm. Corn field and corn crib behind tree. Paid $75 for it, but needed some engine work. Ended up painting it Royal Maroon with paint brushes, because the paint sprayer stopped working. Couple of farm buddies helped me paint it. I was a Senior in high school and drove this car to my After Prom Party w/a date.
First car was in high school living in Hawaii, bought it from a sailor at Pearl Harbor. It was a 1962 Hillman Super Minx, perfect for the island.
I'll throw out that I owned a Ford Cortina when we moved to the UK in 87. Sold our American car since a steering wheel on the left makes it hard over there. Nice, solid car. Got us around nicely over there. We sold it to another American G.I. due to the VAT before we left in 91.
@Ted Richards My Dad told a story in which I'm reminded by your Model A of it's appearance, as he told it. He had a brand-new '35 Ford, V-8 andll, of course, but that little coupe was much lower to the ground. He and his younger brother worked together in the same shop as Tool & Die Makers. One morning in winter, about 12" of snow fell overnight, drifted by driving wind to twice that depth in our driveway. He called his brother Jim, who had a Model A; it went through the snow with ease, being at least a foot clear of the ground everywhere. They rode to work together that day. This was during the War, a time when their trade was "War Critical"; they each had unlimited gasoline ration stamps! One year solid my Dad worked 6 days a week, 10 to 12 hours daily. Frank
That's a grand looking car - was it the colour above too ? I love the old motors, they had style that's for sure
I had a 1.6 ltr ford cortina about 20 years ago...or maybe more.. It was Beige with brown trim..and brown plush seats...it was probably the smoothest ride of a car I ever had way back then
I bought a used Hillman supeminx in the mid 70's..which looked exactly like this... cost £200 , and it lasted about 12 months.. I think it was registered about '63..
My first car was an Austin 1927/8 saloon with alu body, split windscreen and one vacuum wiper steel bonnet "crash" three speed gearbox. Foot brake on the rear drums and handbrake for the rear. Top speed 45mph with side-valve engine, dynamo and a 6v battery. My father's friend had it sitting covered in canvas on a grass verge, so for £15 it was towed back home by the old man. I ground the valves in, ccleaned the brass carburetter and dried the dynamo in mother's gas oven. Sold it to a girlfriend of my girlfriend for £25. Good experience!!
Mine was freshly painted dark green and of course it was 23 years old when I bought it. This requires some explanation because that was in 1952 when I was 14 years old. In those days a kid could get his drivers license at 14 in New Mexico. There was no driving test, only twenty questions on the written exam. The law was changed the next year to an age requirement of 16. My mother thought I should learn to drive at 9. I often drove part way home from church on rural gravel road. Then dad got a Ford tractor in 1947 and I drove that while he picked up bales of hay in the field and loaded them on a farm wagon, then I drove to the barn and back to the field.