67 ford ranchero. Completely redone by my grandfather, 302, custom black paint with gold flake, leather interior, lowered 3 inches. My grandfather gave it to me when I was 15. Never made it out of the garage much, hard to keep a hot rod running making minimum wage as a teenager. Its up for sale now, sits in the garage to much, want someone to enjoy it before it goes to much down hill.
My first car I owned and drove every day was a 98 hyundia tiburon, bought when I was 16, with hard earned money made at mcdonalds, lumber yards, farms, and anywhere else that would hire a 15 yr old. Started with 52,000 miles and I drove it to the junkyard with 185,000, 8 yrs later. No major issues or repairs, still running well, but needed to much work to keep on the road, not worth selling. Loved that car, and I beat on it bad, held up well.
"If Darwin saw the same sunrise and sunset, that I see from a duck marsh, or my tree stand; then he would know there is a God, and that He created all of it." -Ford-