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June 29, 2010

My first car was a beast.

My first car was a 1975 Chevy Nova. My grandfather bought it for my mom at an estate sale. When I turned sixteen, my mom gave me a choice. She said I could have the Nova, or sell it and put the money toward another car. The decision was easy. Boys like old muscle cars.

My stepfather, with the help of others, restored the car inside and out. It needed new carpet because of a vent leak, new upholstery because of sun damage, new paint because of rust damage, new tires, new rims, new Chevy logos, and a few other minor items. My boyfriend at the time bought me a car stereo for my birthday. I can remember the car always being clean. I washed it a lot in our driveway. I had a personalized plate on the front that said Misty. (What was I thinking?) The car was seriously huge. It had a V8 engine so it would go fast, but only after warming up for at least twenty minutes. You think I'm kidding, but I'm not. Old cars are temperamental. If you took off without warming the car up, she'd most likely die in the middle of an intersection. This happened to me countless times. Looking back, all I can do is laugh. It was especially bad in the winter. When the car was warmed up, she was as fast as lightning. I may have gotten her up to 95 once. Shhh!


The boys envied me. The girls envied me because the boys envied me. Grown men asked to buy her many times. A guy even offered me cash money in a gas station parking lot.

The first time I was in a car accident was my senior year of high school. A young kid in his daddy's Jag was going too fast and crossed the yellow line at an intersection. His front bumper tapped my front bumper. My car, being a huge hunk of steel, sent his car into a tailspin. He ended up hitting several cars, a pole and completely flipped over in the air landing right side up. I watched it all in my rearview mirror. I thought he was dead. He actually made it out without a scratch. He did not make it out without a giant lawsuit though. Thankfully, my car was fine with only a smudge of paint on the bumper.

The Nova wasn't so lucky the second time. It was still senior year. I was on my way to school. It had just started to rain. I made a left turn, hydroplaned into oncoming traffic and made a sharp right turn into a telephone pole.

*CRASH*CRUNCH*SCRAPE*

I'll never forget the sound. I ended up with minor scrapes and bruises. My seatbelt broke. My head smashed into the windshield. My chest folded onto the steering wheel. All the kids who drove the same way to school stopped to see if I was ok. The car didn't look too bad. The front driver's side was wrapped around the pole. As I walked around the car, I noticed a piece of metal sticking out behind the back passenger side window. I didn't quite understand how this happened until later. The frame had completely ripped in half. The car was totaled. I felt awful for months.

The Nova may be gone, but I still have the memories.

{I also have the logos that came in one week after I wrecked the car. I've never been able to part with them.}





Was your first car as cool as mine?

22 comments

Stacy said...

Did you know that Nova means "no go" in Spanish. I've always heard those cars were quite the POS's. Haha. My first car was pretty sweet - it was a Lexus landcruiser. It was old and a hand me down from my aunt and uncle but it was awesome and huge and I loved it! My friends and I nicknamed it Missy - as in Missy Elliot because it reminded us of her in that video where she's dancing in like a big trash bag. Haha. Big and black. That was my car.

Dee said...

Oh,the memories. :) My grandad brought a REALLY old toyota corolla down to my house when I was 13 to teach me how to drive. We had a really long driveway and I'll never forget him teaching me to drive.

Christina said...

Great story! I had a 1985 Honda Civic hatchback...in 1997! Hahaha. It took me a long time to master a stick, so I stalled in many intersections in my day, too.

Marcie said...

Awesome! Your grandpa rocks! My first car was a mustang and I loved it! I don't think I will ever have love for a car like my first.

Have a great day!
Marcie

Natalie said...

My very first car was a 77 Camaro. I had smiliar thinking about the muscle cars as you. Sadly, I only drove it once b/c I had an accident & then refused to get behind it's wheel again.
My car when I turned 16 was a 1989 Blue Mercury Tracer hatchback. I loved that car. It was small & cute & had lots of room inside. I loved it until I totaled after the first 4 months.

PeaceLoveApplesauce said...

Umm, No! My first car was NOT cool.
It was an 1994 Ford Tempo. Blah!

Ashley said...

I had an Intrepid, fast, fun and I still have to logos too. My SIL wrecked it...still makes me sad.

Love your ride!

Ashley

Salt said...

How weird that my post today is about my first car also? It's like we have the same brain today.

Yours was WAY sweeter than mine. Mine was a 1987 Ford Tempo and it was an epic POS.

Dezzy Lou Where Are You said...

Mine was a 95 Saturn... it wasnt gross enough to be funny, or big enough to be safe. It tried too hard to do everything but impress. I still get emails from Saturn of DFW (from my college days) saying Im due for service. Morons.

magnolia said...

my first car was a 1988 1/2 ford escort. yeah, that's right; 1988 1/2. i killed it in a wreck, but it was a total lemon and survived way longer than it had any business to.

and yes, i also kept the logo. :)

Cathy said...

My first car was also a beast. It was a giant Mercury station wagon, complete with wood paneling. It seriously looked like the Griswold's car! But I could fit a ton of friends in it and it was fully loaded!

Jessica said...

Seriously? No. My car was not nearly as cool as yours. Although, I don't think I would have wanted yours. I'm too terrified to have people pay that much attention to me. I get nervous. Haha!

The Gosfam said...

In high school I shared a car with my siblings. It was a white Ford Escort, and I drove my family's designer van for my driver's license test. Finally I got my own car a Ford Taurus, which I thought was a nice car. I only had it about a year before I got married and traded it in. If only I had a car as cool as yours.

Florida Girl Meets the Midwest said...

Mine was no where near as cool as yours, though she still liked to stall out in intersections. And she was no boy-magnet.

Somehow I still found her worthy of a personalized plate. LOL! Oh to be young.

MommaKiss said...

mine was WAY cool. It was a chevy something - big ass boat of a thing. The front grill was missing. A hole in the passenger side floor (which was rough in the WI winter!). And - get this - it was hunter orange. Yep. nothing like rollin into high school in that baby.

MiMi said...

Awww, I miss my first car. Stupid piece of crap.

A Real Housewife said...

My mom passed me her '00/01 volvo when I hit senior year. I'm now driving a Honda CRV...clearly moving up in the world. Not.

Karen said...

My first car was a 89 Chevrolet Corsica. Yours was way cooler.

Me (aka Danielle) said...

Your car takes the cake, I'm sure. My first car was a 1985 Mitsubishi Colt (before Dodge took over production). It was hideous! Definitely a piece, not a beast!

Sharlene T. said...

I didn't have my own car until after I was married... it was a '63Dodge Coronet and ran beautifully for years and years, with only new tires and maintenance... other cars were less reliable and I often regretted turning it in... those were the days...

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Kelly @ Dare to be Domestic said...

I wish I would have been smart enough to steal the logos off my car when I wrecked it. However it was an eclipse no where near as cool as a NOVA. My first car was a Mercury Topaz 86 and I loved that car I called him Merky (after the character on Rainbow Bright). I would have road that thing until the wheels fell off and I pretty much did. I got my Eclipse after that.

Suzy said...

Great story, even if the Nova did get totaled. Loved that you kept the logo.