| The Last Gasp: We'll never forget our very first cars |
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| Wednesday, 30 May 2007 | ||||||
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Everyone has had that first car. Some were clunkers, and some were classics. Some ran for years, and others ran for days. Either way, that car will probably always hold a special place in your heart. The 210SA staff is no different. So that's why we're chiming in with the memories of our first rides.
Year and car: 1985 black Jeep CJ7 Time owned: 1988-1992 Lowdown: This was a cool first car. It had a hardtop that stayed off for eight months of the year and a great stereo. It was shiny black, and I had a Harley-Davidson sticker on the back even before I bought my first hog. We used to cram 12 people in that thing and head to Fred's Dance Barn in Illinois while Bob Seger blared away. What can I say? I'm a reformed redneck. Best memory: Punching and breaking the windshield after a fight, then laughing hysterically at how stupid I was.
CLINT HALE
JOAQUIN HERRERA
JENNIFER MCINNIS
Year and car: 1983 navy Cadillac Eldorado with chrome spoke wheels Time owned: 1988-1992 Lowdown: I owned this car through high school. It was my first love and the genesis of my obsession with large, sleek, two-door vehicles that continues to this day (I've owned two Chevy Monte Carlos and a Buick Riviera since). It was on this car that I learned to fix carburetors and timing chains, to replace alternators and starters and not to trust digital gas gauges (it left me stranded three times, but I still loved it. Sounds like most of my high school relationships!). Best memory: Rolling up to prom in a Caddy rocked. Except I had to let my date drive. Loser. Read-only overline the last gasp
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