My First Car

I was recently thinking about my first car and how I'm glad she was a piece of crap. Her name was Phoebe, and she was already ten years old when I got her. If I had been one of those kids whose parents bought them a brand new car, surely I wouldn't have such good stories to tell now.

Phoebe was good to me. She got me around. She had a working stereo. She allowed me to never have to wait around to get picked up after practice. Sure, I had to wait ten minutes for her to warm up year round.  Sure, I had to put a quart of oil in her every week. But Phoebe was my baby, and she did good for an $800 car. I worked that summer just to have gas money.

[[wysiwyg_imageupload:295:]]Being born in January, I was one of my first friends to get my license and so I got to drive everyone around. I think her little quirks made Phoebe all the more popular. I'm pretty sure "Adventure Rides in Phoebe" got more than one mention in my senior yearbook.

What's an adventure ride? Well as I mentioned Phoebe liked to be warmed up, and if you didn't warm her up properly she would stall out when you stopped. When you left my school you drove along an access road before turning on to the main road. I was pretty impatient so I never waited to warm her up. So I would zoom down that access road hoping I didn't have to stop because I would stall. This became a pretty fun daily game with my friends. We'd be shouting at people to move out of the way. Sadly this was before Ludacris did Move Bitch..otherwise that would have been our theme song. Then if we made it, I'd have to do a Jersey stop (yes, I did grow in Jersey), and get on with the driving. So pretty much every day was an adventure in Phoebe.

Everyone loved their first car. No matter how beat up or broken down, it was a taste of freedom and you loved it. Even though it lasted only for a brief time, that emotional connection is an experience that unites us all. Check out my custom illustrated story, you can submit one too at and bring your story to life with animation and music and share it with your friends.

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