photo credit: JrzyKat
I got my first car when I was 18. I bought it from my brother. It was a chartreuse 1974 Volkswagon Beetle. I loved that car. You could always spot it in a parking lot because it was the color of a tennis ball. That car had been in my family for 10 years already...my brother bought it from another brother a few years earlier. The black vinyl seats were unbearably hot in the summer. My mother sold my car while I was on a trip to Europe. It was a great first car.