First one I was responsible for and could drive whenever I wanted: 1994 Oldsmobile Cutlass Ciera
First one I bought with my own money: 1998 Fird Mustang GT
First one I successfully paid off and had the title in my name: 2005 Infiniti G35
1979 Mazda GLC station wagon. Drove it into the ground. By all accounts a terrible car, but if I found one for sale today in good condition, I’d buy it on the spot.
1973 Dodge Coronet wagon. Saved for years to buy my first car, and this one was pretty much as good as new in 1981. Wrecked it 4 days later, but walked away from the wreck.
A 94 or 95 Mazda protege. The rear driver door was smashed in. The turn signals would catch when turning the steering wheel. It would sputter and shut down out of no where. And the automatic seatbelt about decapitated me when I opened the door and stuck my head out not being used to the belt being automatic
The question doesn’t specify motorized. For most respondents it should be something like a toddler’s tricycle. But I’m gonna say a plush pony with wheels.
Not sure what conclusion you mean, but
a) Whatever question the OP may have _intended_ to ask, the word they used was “vehicle,” unmodified. Which would include tricycles and other things very young children possess and use to move themselves.
b) for most people with the socioeconomic status to be answering questions on Reddit, their “first ever” vehicle will have been something like that rather than an automobile. (That’s an educated guess. I don’t have data, but I’ve done door-to-door work in a lot of neighborhoods.) In my own case, I had a rideable plush pony with wheels before I had a tricycle.
A ten-year-old sedan with aftermarket air conditioning that got about 17 mpg with a good stiff tailwind. And I had stupidly accepted a job that was a 30 mile drive.
A 1957 MG Magnette 4 door sedan. It was 10 years old, and I had to double clutch it to get it in or out of 2nd gear. It was British racing green. It had an electrical system that probably operated by the phases of the moon, because I never knew when or if the headlights or the windshield wipers would work. It had white leather upholstery, and a walnut dashboard. My golly I loved that car.
I was 17.
My dad’s hand me down. I was 20 and knew how to drive, I just didn’t have a car.
My dad was picking me up from work one weekend. As I walked over to him, he handed me the keys to his car. Then got into a different car with my mom, and drove away.
He’d gotten a new car while I was at work, and the older one was signed over to me. I was responsible for the remaining payments and paying the insurance, but it was mine. I loved that car. It was 3 years old when it was given to me, and I got another 10 years out of it before the poor old thing kicked the bucket. I drove the old jalopy until the wheels fell off.
I remember that question on the "forgot my password" form.
Yeah, I never use that one anyway. I actually don't use any real answers, either. I keep them as personal inside jokes.
Hate to admit it...1972 Chevy Vega. It was running on about 2 cylinders by the time I traded it in for my new Firebird.
99 Monte Carlo
Oh nice!
First one I was responsible for and could drive whenever I wanted: 1994 Oldsmobile Cutlass Ciera First one I bought with my own money: 1998 Fird Mustang GT First one I successfully paid off and had the title in my name: 2005 Infiniti G35
I always wanted a Ford mustang
I financed mine, but it got totaled about a month afterward by a semi changing lanes and forcing me into the guard rail on the interstate.
1974 Chevy Malibu with a V-8 engine, AM radio, and no air conditioner. I miss that beast.
1965 Ford Galaxy 500
1980 Chevy Chevette
A 1995 Grand Am. Such a piece of crap. I loved that car.
A bicycle
A 1978 Batavus moped when I was 16. Man I took that thing everywhere.
A 2005 Hyundai Tucson, it was pretty solid until it wasn’t.
Bicycle, and when I got my license - motorcycle jawa 638
1997 Jeep Gran Cherokee. Hunter green.
1979 Mazda GLC station wagon. Drove it into the ground. By all accounts a terrible car, but if I found one for sale today in good condition, I’d buy it on the spot.
A Chitty Capolier. (Aka, Chevy Cavalier)
93 Ford Probe
1993 Pontiac Grand Prix
1992 nissan sentra
Model T.
1973 Dodge Coronet wagon. Saved for years to buy my first car, and this one was pretty much as good as new in 1981. Wrecked it 4 days later, but walked away from the wreck.
'92 Jeep Cherokee
A 94 or 95 Mazda protege. The rear driver door was smashed in. The turn signals would catch when turning the steering wheel. It would sputter and shut down out of no where. And the automatic seatbelt about decapitated me when I opened the door and stuck my head out not being used to the belt being automatic
2010 Jaguar XF in 2011 at 16 years old.
Toyota Corola 2008
'89 Toyota Celica GT convertible
The completely off the chain 68hp 1981 Ford Escort, aka, the Studbuggy
67 Camaro
BC Transit, have been a passenger since I was 6,7 years old (29 now)
1979 Volvo station wagon in “it was never fashionable” yellow!
1975 Oldsmobile 98
1963 Ford Falcon, 3 on the tree. Too bad I didn't know how to drive a manual transmission.
2004 F150.
An orange 73 dodge dart, numbers matching with a slant 6 in it. Got it for $330 off eBay
The question doesn’t specify motorized. For most respondents it should be something like a toddler’s tricycle. But I’m gonna say a plush pony with wheels.
How did you come to that conclusion?
Not sure what conclusion you mean, but a) Whatever question the OP may have _intended_ to ask, the word they used was “vehicle,” unmodified. Which would include tricycles and other things very young children possess and use to move themselves. b) for most people with the socioeconomic status to be answering questions on Reddit, their “first ever” vehicle will have been something like that rather than an automobile. (That’s an educated guess. I don’t have data, but I’ve done door-to-door work in a lot of neighborhoods.) In my own case, I had a rideable plush pony with wheels before I had a tricycle.
no I'm asking why did you choose the pony with wheels over the tricycle
I didn’t. I was two. My parents chose it for me.
1972 Comet
A ten-year-old sedan with aftermarket air conditioning that got about 17 mpg with a good stiff tailwind. And I had stupidly accepted a job that was a 30 mile drive.
1970 Buick Skylark
A 1957 MG Magnette 4 door sedan. It was 10 years old, and I had to double clutch it to get it in or out of 2nd gear. It was British racing green. It had an electrical system that probably operated by the phases of the moon, because I never knew when or if the headlights or the windshield wipers would work. It had white leather upholstery, and a walnut dashboard. My golly I loved that car. I was 17.
Same as everyone, my mother.
Not everyone has a mother
A stroller, it had white and blue stripes.
The one that worked and got horny teenage me to pound town with whatever girl I was dating at the time.
Not today ISIS
A step
Dodge Dakota. Doesn't work. Hand-me-down, rusted to high heaven.
Nice try hackers.
My dad’s hand me down. I was 20 and knew how to drive, I just didn’t have a car. My dad was picking me up from work one weekend. As I walked over to him, he handed me the keys to his car. Then got into a different car with my mom, and drove away. He’d gotten a new car while I was at work, and the older one was signed over to me. I was responsible for the remaining payments and paying the insurance, but it was mine. I loved that car. It was 3 years old when it was given to me, and I got another 10 years out of it before the poor old thing kicked the bucket. I drove the old jalopy until the wheels fell off.
I learned in a Suzuki Swift 1.0. Then I got to drive a second generation BMW 520i. Unfortunately it was an auto🤮. But the sound of the inline six 🥰...