Man, I totally lucked out with my first car. It was a 1973 Cutlass Supreme. I got it when I was 16 and was able to drive, in 1978. My great-aunt sold it to me for $300, which at the time was a fortune. (Fortunately, my dad made a deal with me that he would match my savings dollar-for-dollar, so I had to put away $150 of my own money, made stocking shelves at the local dime store after high school.) We lived in North Carolina, and my great-aunt was in northern New Jersey, so we took a bus up north and drove the Cutlass back down. (Well, my dad drove.) I was a great car, and I took it to college (also in North Carolina). After graduation in 1984, I took a job in Connecticut, and six months after working there, the company relocated to Southern California. On the way out, the Cutlass got totaled while being towed behind a moving truck (hit from behind by another moving truck). So my beloved Cutlass died an ignoble death in the desert hellhole of Deming, New Mexico. RIP, girl. I still miss you. (Note: I'm still looking for a good picture of my car...the one shown his is a 1973 Cutlass Supeme that has the same style as mine. Mine was a pale green.)
This post is by reader Kunzog: I never had a car while I was in high school like a lot of my friends. My older brother had gotten in several accidents with my parents car and then later his own so they would not let me even get a drivers license. I did not get my license until I was in the Navy in Newport RI in 1966. I came home on leave to take my road test. I tried to buy a 1957 Chrysler in Newport but due to my age, state laws and insurance regulations, I could not purchase it. I told my dad that I wanted to buy a car and he said he would find me one. He later said he found and purchased a car for me and I eagerly awaited my next trip home from Newport to upstate NY. The day finally arrived and I hitch hiked home as I did many times before to find my 1960 Dodge 4 dr awaiting me. Dad didnt tell me but it was Pink! Oh well he was color blind. It was a beautiful car. It had a slant 6 225 ci engine with push button torque flite auto trans, am radio and a heater. What more could a young sailor want. Classified as a compact car but I could stretch out in the rear seat and I an 5'10. I put a lot of miles on that car on the Mass turnpike and NY Thruway in two years I was in Rhode Island. I love those big fin cars, wish I still owned it. The attached pic is a Phoenix, mine was the less equipped Seneca. 
