, I mean I grew up w/out a baby seat, seat belts were a disaster, and crumple zones meant something entirely different.First car was an '81 Mercury Lynx. Hunk of shit barely lasted me through my senior year in high school ('88 grad). Red exterior, red vinyl(plastic anyone?) seats, no A/C, only AM radio where you pull out and push in for your memory of stations, and just a disaster overall. I think it was classified as a "Power Nothing" vehicle. The thing couldn't have a regular oil cap over the engine, it needed a little spout to let out pressure else the engine was sieze up. So the car used to spew bits of engine oil all underneath the hood on occasion.
Lastly, the stick shift was the anti-short-throw. The shifter was one of those school bus styled shifters where it's base was, technically, on the floor of the car. The damn thing could travel for miles laterally. On top of it all, you had to push the shifter into the floor in order to move it far enough right to put it into reverse (4 speed!).
Ohh well, it was $600 and gives me my, uphill-in the snow-both ways story, I guess.
Second car was a datsun 210 wagon, orange. four years of college abuse and not nary a problem.
You can't make this shit up!
The car wouldnt do but 90mph , but I could stick a 90degree corner at 60+ everytime.
German.
Ended up playing the role of mayonaise in a 3 car sammich. 
