I didn't get my license until I was 19. My sister was in a fairly major car accident when she was 16, and my mother didn't want me to ever drive. Slightly impractical, so they paid for 10 driving lessons for me and I failed my Learners license twice and my Provisional license three times. But we got there in the end.
When I moved out of home, I moved into Mr S' home. And he had a car. I didn't have a job so I couldn't really buy my own car anyway. We had his car, Petunia Pulsar (his name, not mine) for a couple of years and then we both had jobs, so we bought Roxy.
|Roxy. Imaginatively named.|
|Handsome James and Sparky sitting together on the street.|
|Handsome James doing the hard yards.|
|He might have a fancy name but he loves to work.|
|The day we picked up the keys to our house this happened in Hobart.|
We had whiplash and a broken bumper bar for moving day.
What was your first car? Did it have a name?