Auto Erotica: love or hate your car here

[OhMissScarlett]

I love my car. Oh, 1990 Buick of my heart! Your cracked grill, broken side mirrors and fleeting maroon paint only stir my desire for you. At 115,300 miles, I still call you "baby". Take me for a ride.

oh yeah, and I am drunk in case you were wondering.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Bad girl!!! Drink more for me, dammit!

I don't love my current car, but I sure loved my first one.

1979 Dodge Aspen.... how we miss you. Your metal sleekness, your creamy beige paint job. Your pristine faux-leather interior. Let us not forget your crisp handling and your ability to hug curves at 80 mph.

Ahhh youth.

 

[OhMissScarlett]

Bad girl!!! Drink more for me, dammit!

I don't love my current car, but I sure loved my first one.

1979 Dodge Aspen.... how we miss you. Your metal sleekness, your creamy beige paint job. Your pristine faux-leather interior. Let us not forget your crisp handling and your ability to hug curves at 80 mph.

Ahhh youth.

let us not forget the George Jetson keychain that once held your keys.

 

[carsonshepherd]

gasp! I did forget!

on a side note I broke my sea turtle key chain...

 

[OhMissScarlett]

gasp! I did forget!

on a side note I broke my sea turtle key chain...

bummer
currently, my keys are on a chain attached to a yellow Wiggles surfboard.

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

I love my car so much, I actually wrote a story about a fantasy trip on board it.

http://www.barp.ca/bus/ontario/grt/8510a.jpg

 

[R. Richard]

The trouble here is that you people concentrate on your late model cars. I drive a 1957 Prosche Speedster, one of the greatest cars ever built.

 

[SeaCat]

Okay I'll bite.

I currently drive a 2003 Chevy Tracker. (Grey with tinted windows thank yu very much.) While it's not my 1974 Chevy Impala I still love this little beast. Manual windows, manual locks and manual transmission means there are fewer things to break. It's comfortable and good on gas. (22 m.p.g. city while running the A/C) It has a high enough clearance that I don't have to worry about bottoming out most of the time, yet it still handles nicely and I don't have to worry about rolling it. The engine is one of those low maint. Suzuki engines which is nice. What more could I want? (Oh okay if you insist, I would love to have this car body wrapped around a nice old engine without the damned computers. I loved my older cars because I could fix them on the side of the road.)

Cat

 

[OhMissScarlett]

Oooh, Virtual_Burlesque has enough room to give everyone a ride.

Sea Cat, I know exactly what you mean. For awhile, I had a new Cavalier and I love having a tiny car, but missed the engine in my 1978 Olds.

R. Richard, I wish I had a super old car, in fact, we have a 1957 Pontiac Super Chief in our yard, but sadly it's just ornamental.

 

[minsue]

I miss my old truck, my first born. Petunia, an ugly as sin '69 Ford stepside short bed with a straight six, a three on the tree transmission that would "lose" gears or lock up so that you had to lay on the ground and kick it back into movement, no air conditioning, and a heater that never turned off (something that just added insult to injury when it was 120 fucking degrees outside). She was a piece of shit, but I could look under the hood and know what everything was and how it worked. Not to mention, when a drunk bitch in a late model car ran a red light in front of me, I totalled her car while good ol' Petunia rolled off with a barely dented fender.

 

[Guest]

Through college I owned a 1967 Green Cadillac Sedan deVille. It had power everything: seats, windows, automatic high beam dimmer. . . complete with my favorite ZZ Top keyring.

It was the best party vehicle -

*sigh*

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

Oooh, Virtual_Burlesque has enough room to give everyone a ride . . .

Not only that, but it has AutoDrive.

If only it didn't stall so much.

 

[carsonshepherd]

Bad girl!!! Drink more for me, dammit!

I don't love my current car, but I sure loved my first one.

1979 Dodge Aspen.... how we miss you. Your metal sleekness, your creamy beige paint job. Your pristine faux-leather interior. Let us not forget your crisp handling and your ability to hug curves at 80 mph.

Ahhh youth.

you never hydroplaned on wet streets; I could drive you through a lake because you weighed half a ton. None of that new-fangled "crumple zone" construction for you... you were Chrysler, you were metal, and I tore the side molding off a GrandAm with your huge, curving metal bumper...

I'll never forgive my mom for selling you while I was away at college and keeping the money...

 

[dr_mabeuse]

Through college I owned a 1967 Green Cadillac Sedan deVille. It had power everything: seats, windows, automatic high beam dimmer. . . complete with my favorite ZZ Top keyring.

It was the best party vehicle -

*sigh*

Ah, God, Sarah! What a fucking car! Wasn't that the one that you could land airplanes on the hood it was so big?

Did you have a Mack Daddy to go with it?

Cars are no fun any more. They all look the same, and ever since they put all that pollution stuff on the engine, you can't mess with them.

I remember this one guy's '62 Dodge with a stock record player installed under the dash board, roaring down to South Beloit to get beer with Junior Walker's Shotgun cranked and that tone arm flying all over the place when we went over the tracks...

 

[impressive]

Loved my college wheels (which I had to share with my brother): Old (even for 1984) Dogde Dart, flat forest green ('cause most was just spray paint). Well over 100K miles. Flashlight rigged to shine on the dash, since the panel lights didn't work. Slippery (even when not wet) vinyl bench seats. Patched with duct tape (also spray painted).

Love my new car: Toyota Prius hybrid ... perky, sexy little thing.

 

[Guest]

 

[Guest]

Ah, God, Sarah! What a fucking car! Wasn't that the one that you could land airplanes on the hood it was so big?

Did you have a Mack Daddy to go with it?

Cars are no fun any more. They all look the same, and ever since they put all that pollution stuff on the engine, you can't mess with them.

I remember this one guy's '62 Dodge with a stock record player installed under the dash board, roaring down to South Beloit to get beer with Junior Walker's Shotgun cranked and that tone arm flying all over the place when we went over the tracks...

Huuuge car.

http://www.100megsfree4.com/cadillac/cad1960/cad67d.htm

My folks found it for $500 my last year of high school but it took college before I truly appreciated its unique capabilities. Faded metallic green, white vinyl top, no frames around the windows so when they were down all the way it felt like a convertible.

A good friend of ours bought a red Fiero the first year they came out (many problems with it, too, but that's another story.) We used to joke we could fit that car in the trunk.

But we could comfortably fit six adults in partying mode for road trips.

And two fit very nicely in the back seat.

There used to be a drive-in theater in the college town (it was retro then, and it has since closed) but it was fun.

What a great car. It hurt like hell to trade it in when I bought a "real" vehicle.

*sigh*

 

[blackhaus7]

A lifetime love affair.

First car - 1972 Mercury Capri. V6. Fast little bugger. Drove back from girlfriend's house in Prairie Village (190 miles) in 2.25 hours. Only car I had sex in. I'm 6'2".

Traded it for a 1975 Fiat X1/9. Cured me of Italian cars and convertibles. Worked on it more than I drove it. Was really fun to drive when everything worked right. (Actually, I'd still own a convertible, about the fourth car.) Totalled by a woman in a Ford pickup running a stop sign.

Next, a 1978 Datsun (now Nissan) pickup.

Keeping the pickup, I added a 1981 Audi Coupe (5 cylinder). There were only a handful of cars that I would have liked to have owned in the late 70's early 80's and this was one of them. Drove back from girlfriend's (now wife) house in Oklahoma City (200 miles) in 2.50 hours.

(OK, so there was a pattern here. NEVER dated women any closer that 150 miles away and set all my fast times going home - usually on my way to work. Very little patrolling at 4:00 am on Mondays.)

Got married and had a kid which led to a bunch of non-descriptive cars.

Now have a 1999 Ford Taurus that is gun-metal blue. I wanted that color because it hides in the road. If I need to get some distance fast, it's perfect.

Also have a 1999 Ford Escort. SOHV, not the DOHV. 5-Speed. This car has taught me that it ain't what you got, but what you can wring out of it that counts. (A concept that works elsewhere, as well. ) A friend riding with me commented that Ford did not design the car to do what I was doing with it.

 

[mlady_france]

I love my new car. It's a 98 Ford Torus SE, in hunter green. Sure it has over 126 thousand miles, a dent in by the driver side head light, and the driverside mirror has been screwed back into place, but it's my car. Actually, I didn't want her to begin with, I was looking at a hot little 98 purple neon that was parked besider her. The Neon had some major transmition problems though, so she looked pretty but was fucked up where it matters. Sure the Torus has a few cosmetic problems, but she's a smooth ride. But I think I'm more in love with what my new car represents than what make or modle she is. This car is mine and mine alone, and this car is my freedom. Now if I can only pass my driving test.

 

[kendo1]

I've got an old Range Rover (85) that just seems to keep on going.
A guy clipped the exhaust with the back of his car and he dented his rear panel and ripped off the back panel and bumper of his car. I lost a little bit of soot from the exhaust. A wee touch heavy on petrol though.

 

[oggbashan]

Cars I miss...

My first car was a 1951 Ford E493A Prefect that I owned jointly with a friend. The car cost £17.50 (actually £17.10.00) and the insurance was the same amount. The previous owner had ripped out the dashboard and replaced it with a cool looking engine turned panel. Unfortunately neither he nor us could get it to illuminate so after dark we had to have a torch to see how slow we were going. It also had the Ford pneumatic windscreen wipers that would slow down when I accelerated and stop when climbing a hill.

I replaced it (after my friend totalled it against a concrete lamppost) with a 1952 Morris Oxford MO. That had electric windscreen wipers, headlights that actually illuminated the road instead of glowing dimly, a dashboard that I could see after dark and a HEATER!

My favourite was a 1954 Wolseley 6/80 that should have had a top speed of 80mph but I didn't know that it was a retired stock (US) saloon (UK) racer with a modified engine, suspension, brakes and exhaust. I had my first speeding ticket at over 100 mph. Fuel consumption was around 10 miles per gallon. I had lots of Green Shield stamps.

My cousin had the car I really wanted - A Lagonda V12 Rapide. This should give you the pictures...

Lagonda Rapide

You will have to scroll down.

He bought it while a student but couldn't afford the petrol to run it more than once a month.

Og

 

[Virtual_Burlesque]

My first car was My Father's Volkswagen SuperBeatle.

If you could still get one, I would consider trying to get a license

http://www.edmunds.com/media/advice/specialreports/instant.car.classics/70.vw.beetle.500.jpg​

 

[AppleBiter]

My car met up with a deer, so it's toast. The car I really, really want is this one:

http://www.carbase.com/pic/stock/598_738_250.jpg

The Kia Amanti . . . ahhhh

 

[kendo1]

I love my little car.
0-60 in an hour and a half and drives like a tank.
Sounds like one too.

 

[mack_the_knife]

*1980 Dodge Aries - Loved it
?1982 Dodge Omni 024 - Never actually drove it.
?1968 Chevy Pickup - I loved it - my girlfriend hated it.
*1984 Dodge Aries - Loved it - it hated me.
*1979 VW Rabbit - Fun, wanted to love it, but didn't I just used it.
?1994 Chevy S10 - Hated it - it hated me - I traded it for -
?1993 Dodge Colt - LOVED IT - nifty 45mpg car.
*1972 Ford Mustang Mach 1 - Loved it - never drove it, died in transit to Texas.
*1984 Dodge Daytona - Loved it - hated getting in and out of it.
*1979 Cadillac Coupe deVille - Loved it - what a ride!
1988 Ford Crown Victoria - Meh! It gets better milage than the caddy did.

*=deceased by my hand.
?=current status unknown.