Do you remember your first car?

A Ford fiesta i called Henry,he was dark red.

Cilla was a silver Corsa. I loved her with a passion. She helped me to escape from ex.

Thank you all for the wonderful stories

I was immensely proud to buy my own first car a couple of days after my 19th birthday, a dark green Vauxhall Viva.

I really cannot imagine not having a car of my own (current one is a convertible two + two sporty number).

My husband was the driver, not me, but our first car was a Hillman Minx AUTOMATIC estate, the old D reg, we bought it off my BIL for £100 in 1975, when he was learning to drive. It served us well for about 3 years, till the big end went.

I have never had my own car, we share the family car. If I need it dh uses his old Morris minor which is only 10 years his junior and never lets him down. So far.....

I do indeed, it was a Ford Anglia in two tone ( cream and pale green.) I kept it so clean!?

Austin Somerset, it had lovely tan leather seats. I let a boyfriend drive it, too fast, and he blew the engine up! About a year later another boyfriend changed the engine for me, in the street in Earls Court. It ran for a few more years but eventually leaked so badly that the leather seats went mouldy!

green mini estate with the wood on

Green mini estate with the wood on.

Thank you for all of your comments. Lovely stories

A yellow mini . Loved that car .it was very old .but never let me down .

I've just remembered that when I first drove by myself I pulled up to the ticket machine and took the key out, looked down and saw that the metal part was still in the iginition and I was just holding the plastic fob! Oh heck, that wasn't in the handbook. I nearly burst into tears but grit my teeth and put the fob back in as it were and they came away together. What a relief. I swapped to the spare keys and touch wood it hasn't happened since.

I'm still driving my first car as I've only been driving about 11 years. It's a secondhand Smart car which is around 17 years old. It's given me my independence and I dread it having to go to the knacker's yard which is bound to happen one day.

I had a red Ford Fiesta. I got my test and went straight out to look at cars, found it and drove it down to show my parents and told them I was getting a bank loan to pay for it. They went bananas, you only got something in our house if you could pay for it in full! They ended up and lent me the money and my mum kept a little book that she marked off every Friday, my payday, until every single penny was paid back. It taught me how to manage my money and save for things, which in later years I was very thankful for.

A Singer Vogue - black and constantly breaking down.

An elderly mini bought second hand and it was love at first sight!

cb1963

GrandmaKT,
What a nightmare!! Did you manage to stick it back on.

Yes! I stuck it back in, twiddled it around a bit and somehow managed to get it to engage (this is all whilst still coasting through the traffic!) I managed to limp home and the car went off to the scrap heap!

A mid-green SAAB with a two stroke engine. You put a can of oil in the fuel tank and then added 4 gallons of petrol.

I had lots of fun at petrol stations when other drivers saw me open my fuel tank and put the oil in. Lots of men getting very concerned, until I explained.

I had several SAABS. One of them had a loose battery terminal that would never stay connected and I would stall at traffic lights, immediately jump out throw open the bonnet dissapear under it for about ten seconds, shut it down jump back into the car and power away as the lights went green.

Then there was the fuse box in the passenger foot well. Whenever any of the electrics failed (and it was when, not if), I would dive into the passenger well, find the relevant fuse, give the end a good scratch, put it back in and drive away with everything working.

I did love my little SAABS.

bakingmad0203
I can imagine the scene at the traffic lights when you were sat in your sporty car, then were left on the starting grid by the other cars. Made me smile.

Love this thread cb1963
My first car was a Triumph Spitfire Mark 3 dark blue. I bought it for £100 My boyfriend was doing it up for me and had replaced the windscreen wipers and put in removable covers. The first day I passed my test he told me to drive it to the nearest garage for a repair. However what he hadn’t told me was that it kept cutting out and there I was at the traffic lights with these bigger cars on both sides of me revving their engines, obviously hoping to have a race. Lights changed and I was still there trying to get it to start!

The wheels had a habit of falling off too. There is nothing more scary than to see a wheel passing the side window and the car coming to a grinding stop.
Sold it a few months later for £50.

Mine was a Ford Cortina as well. i paid £100 for it ( a lot in 1970). I had to wrap a blanket around the engine at night to keep it warm or it wouldn't start. One night it got stolen. needless to say the blanket saved the day as the only got a 100 yards away and didn't do any damage.

Mine was a Ford Cortina as well. I paid £100 for it ( a lot in 1970). I had to wrap a blanket around the engine at night to keep it warm or it wouldn't start. One night it got stolen. needless to say the blanket saved the day as the only got a 100 yards away and didn't do any damage.

Also a Hillman Imp but a van! It was blue and (appropriately) it blew a cylinder head gasket on its first long journey! I kept it for some years, carrying DD1 in the front seat with DD2 in her carrycot behind us! Shocking but there were no rules about child safety in cars at that time.

Vauxhall Viva, white cost £100 in 1968. My parents lent me the money and I paid them back.