First Cars and their nicknames

My 1st was a double hand-me-down from 2 older sisters. 1963 Mercury Comet that my friends nick-named...the VOMIT, due to them throwing up in it on Fri and Sat nights. You can't beat vinyl seats.
 
Awesome thread. Thanks for taking us down memory lane.

The "El Tomato" was a red-orange 1980 Chevy El Camino with no exhaust, bad seals and a half-rusted frame. She met her fate on a snow-covered country road when the rear-end sank, then flew into the air right before my drive tire (with axle attached) rolled past me.

My baby during her heyday
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nozyk said:
Mine was a 1974 Mercury Capri v6,Weber carb, and I put on twin Ansa exhausts which made it sound like a Ferrari.
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That was my second car, minus the carb/exhaust.

Did the rear passenger windows fall out of yours? They did mine, which failing common to that model.

When I turned 16 my father bought me my first car,a '64 Chevy Impala, for $400. A fine car.
 
Aw man...let's see...lot of "firsts"...

'87 Renault Alliance nicknamed "Deathtrap"...parts would fall off (or out) as you accelerated...or braked...left it in Pulaski, NY...smoldering.

'91 Dodge Shadow ES nicknamed "Crater" after discovering it doesn't turn at high speed....but it does roll...over...totalled in Harnett County.

'93 Dodge Shadow ES nicknamed "Crush" after being hit by an F350 at 70mph...totalled on Ft Bragg.

I stopped buying cars in 1998...my health has improved greatly.
 
my car doesnt have a nick name but my gf calls it clementine

when i first got it
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pic from last weekend
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in the next month it is getting lowered 2 inches with new springs, shocks/struts, new bushings, 35mm front and 22mm rear sway bars and panhard bar.
 
At age seventeen, I acquired a '73 Buick LeSabre for $250. That old jalopy was so full of rust holes that I would get wet driving through puddles and I couldn't keep anything small in the trunk. I once reached through the floor and rolled down the window when I locked myself out. Something was always breaking on it, so it was a great automotive learning experience for me. Thus, I sometimes called it the University of Buick, but more often in was referred to as The Blue Fart.
 
First car was a 1980 Ford Mustang, I believe it was made completely out of plastic.

I never named it, but I did talk to it often, typically words like: "Please, please start!" followed by "Please, please, don't stall!" -But I found out that my car was deaf.

Since that experience, I have never owned an American car again.
 
Red 1966 Buick Sylark I got in 1981. It had about 20K miles on it. It had been my grandmother's. It had no AC and no radio, but did have the faint smell of urine. I installed a beastly stereo to boom AC/DC, Van Halen, Black Sabbath, and others of my childhood. It also didn't take me long to replace the urine smell with the smell of gym socks. We used her lock a locker room as I travelled the mid-west with friends playing tennis. We called her the "red bomb,' not out of any disrespect but because we bombed around in her. She did overheat on occasion, but sustained speed of 105 plus will do that to many an old car. She was a good old bird and her broad bench seats were romantic, although not used in that way nearly enough in my opinion. I miss her and those days of adventure.
 
My first car was a 1953 Ford F-100 truck. When it was new, it was probably red. But 20 years of sitting in a farmer's field had faded the paint to a glorious shade reminiscent of Pepto Bismol. We called it the "Pink Up."

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When I was 16 my first car was a 1974 Ford Ranchero GT with a 400m engine and C6 auto trans. That car taught me a lot about fixing cars (mostly the charging system) and I did as much work as I could myself. I kept that car for 11 years until the summer of 2011 when I was rear-ended and the car was totalled. I sometimes called it Blue Thunder because it was blue and the muffler was gone on it so it was loud when you stopped the gas.

This is what became of it
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luckily no one was hurt and the insurance gave me WAAAAAYYYYY more money for the car than it was actually worth because they couldn't get accurate estimate of it's value.

There was a few year overlap where I owned both the ranchero and my '84 red/white chevy K5 blazer. I love my K5 but I've seen several others that look identical to it and when I come out of the store I have a hard time finding it right away. So I named it Waldo. (get it?)

Now while I was waiting for the insurance to settle on the ranchero I had to take "Waldo" into the shop for a few days for some much-needed repairs that were beyond my skill level. So I looked around and found this gem:

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That is a 1974 Pontiac Catalina that I found at a dealership for $560 OTD. It ran like new and was straight and rust-free, really nothing wrong with it. A friend helped my come up with a name for it: the HMS Brock Sampson. I actually really liked that car. It was comfortable to drive, got 17mpg on the highway (as good or better than anything else I've ever owned) and even had a nice CD player. I drove it every day for about 2 months before I got my insurance check and bought myself an old F250 (yet to be named). When that happened I sold it for a small profit which I regret because you don't find reliable cars for that cheap very often.
 
Me and my buddy bought a 1953 VW Beetle while we were in the army in Germany back in the mid-60s. 50 bucks. It had probably been being sold for 50 bucks for years....
Another 50 bucks for the mandatory insurance and we were on the road. It was in horrible shape. Each fender was a different color, each salvaged or spray-painted.
There was no starter, we just pushed it. With the 36-horse motor, that was easy. A couple of feet, pop the clutch... Off you went.
No gauges at all other than the speedo; if you ran out of gas there was a motorcycle-type reserve tank.
It got us around. We never named it, though.

First car I purchased by myself was another Beetle (I had about 5 total), a 1966 model that had been rebuilt by a guy my dad worked with.. Sort of a hobby. Nice little car, actually till I got whacked by a Mustang out on the highway.
 
My first car was a 1977 Dodge Aspen with a 3-speed plus overdrive manual transmission. I called it the Dirty Dodge because I almost never washed it. Only had to have it towed once in the 7 years I owned it. It'd either break down at a garage or do something that I could work around to get it home.
 
bobs1415 said:
My first car was a 1977 Dodge Aspen with a 3-speed plus overdrive manual transmission. I called it the Dirty Dodge because I almost never washed it. Only had to have it towed once in the 7 years I owned it. It'd either break down at a garage or do something that I could work around to get it home.
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Ah the dodge aspen. My buddy almost scored one of those as his second car for $600. Looked pretty good for the price too, alot better than the tempo he was driving at the time.
 
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