First Car Stories

I was 16 in the summer of 1985. I was working with an older friend doing tree work for the summer. Every morning we would pass a gas station with a 70 Charger 500 ( 383 auto A/C P/S P/B Console Orig plum crazy but painted black white inter.) At the end of summer the Charger was still there. We stopped and was told he was selling it for a customer that lived up the street. I got the number and called. The guy had bought it to fix up and drive but lost interest. He wanted $1000.00. More money then I had at the time. I told him he he was interested I could give him $300 down and pay $50-$100 a week til it was paid for. I think he saw the love I had for the Charger and agreed. For months I rode my bicycle to the next town to drop off a payment and drool over hopefully MY Charger. I got good exercise doing that. A couple of weeks before Christmas he said he was going away and wanted the Charger gone when he got back. He said he wasn't worried about the last of the money he knew I was good for it. He joked that anyone who ride every week to drop off a payment could be trusted for the rest. So I had my mother to bring me over to get the Charger. With only my permit ( no license yet) and an expired plate that I found in my basement I was off. Bald tires, exhaust leak and half of the lights not working didn't bother me. Down the street it stalled and I barely got it running again. Once running the big pedal went to the floor and the 383 howled like a bear. When I got home my mother asked me how she was to follow me when i drove that fast. LOL Christmas morning came and I had the best present a 16 year old could want. A big block Mopar in the driveway. God I miss that car and if I had the money I would like to see if it survived. This is my first car story and I'm sticking to it. I had a bunch of good experiences with that car. I could keep the stories going but maybe that will be another thread!