Your first experience, When did you catch the magic? Options

[ZacMan1987]

I was lurking over at supraforums.com and they had a thread going about the day you bought your ride, and it got me thinking back...

It was September, still hot as could be, Tennessee summers. I was just back from school on labor day weekend when I got the call. My celi had come in from Wisconsin. We went down to the dealership, and I drove her for the first time, and from that moment, I knew she was going to be mine. I fell in love with everything about that car from the very moment I slid into the driver's seat. She was so smooth. Everything about her just flowed. She was going to be mine.

I almost laughed in an old woman's face when she walked up and started inspecting "my" car. She was aparently shopping, and stopped to inspect "my" car!?? Right then and there, my bond officially formed. She had made some comment to her husband about not liking the door style (no frame around the top) and I calmly told her "You needant concern yourself. I just bought this car."

After the wrangling and paperwork, I walked outside and there she was, freshly washed, shiny as could be, and 100% mine. The first thing I did was to take her out to the lake and stare out over the water. Just stare. With my sunroof open, and the starlight beaming in.

Funny thing is, I still get that feeling every time I slip into her in the morning to drive to school. Every time I see her across the parking lot, every time I wash her. There is nothing like the celica.

They say that a man's first love is his car. While I don't believe that (forgive me celi!) She's still my favorite thing in all the world.

I LOVE MY CELICA!!!!

[95CelicaST]

Twas early February last year. My VW GTi had just crapped out on me, so I sold it for 3100 bucks. My dad told me that I could set my price limit to 6000, but the difference would come out of my college account. I searched and searched. I found a 96 Celica GT Hatch. Yellow. I called the guy and he had sold it. I was feeling down. I wanted another MKII VW, but my dad said he was through with their Bullsh*t. He insisted I looked for a Celica, since my mom had owned two and both went over 250K without any problems. One day I was cruising Autotrader and saw the perfect Celica. 1995 ST hatch. 82K miles. CAI and 16" rims. 6000 dollars. I printed it out and brought it to my dad. He called the guy and set up a time for him to go test drive it. He calls me when he is driving saying "Oh you wouldn't like this. It's twice what your Volkswagen is." He came home and said "He wanted too much. If he still has it in a week I will talk to him again." A week went by. A couple weeks. My parents were going to stay over at my Aunt's house one night and would be back the next morning. Saturday morning came and I woke up and started getting ready for my Guitar lesson. I was walking out to my VW when I heard something coming up the road. I turned to look and it was that Celica. It drove past my house and I said "Damn neighbor bought my F'ing car!!" right after this I heard something coming back. There was that Celica again. In reverse. Into my driveway. I looked and it was my mom with a huge smile on her face. She got out and said "I bet that pissed you off!" I couldn't speak. I was so happy. I was looking it over and fell in love again. The starter was crap and I had to jump-start it to get to my lesson, but I didn't care. I loved it. It's look has changed, but it is still my baby. I still get the butterfly-feeling when I walk out to it every morning (when its clean that is).

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