Never had one of my own, but when my grandma was pushing 80 and had quit traveling all over the country, she turned over her car to my parents. It was a 1961 powder blue Mercury Comet. She had stored it at our place during the winters, and it was the only vehicle there that wasn’t a stick, so I drove it up and down the driveway all the time to practice and then took my driver’s test on it. Had it for the last few months of college and for one year at grad school. Smaller car but still roomy. Could haul all sorts of stuff in it, even my bike when its front wheel was taken off. Learned how to change a tire and jump a battery with that car. Heater didn’t work at the end.
The first car I ever owned was the same make as Hemi’s–1974 Mustang II, which my husband bought new only two months before we were married. Car came with him along with the debt. 😉
