When I bought my first car – a Chevy Corvair – I couldn’t even drive it home as I was but 15 at the time. That was okay as it was in such rough shape that it didn’t make it all the way home, needing to be pushed the final few blocks. Thanks to that pancake six’s mechanical issues demanding that I learn first-hand how to fix them, and as my driving was age-restricted to my Honda bike, I could take my time in getting the ‘vair back on the road.
That was my first car project, and somehow it infected me with the crap-car virus for years to follow as I seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time over the next decade under the hoods of a lot of heavily worn cars. But I still remember most vividly lying beneath the ass of that Chevy, staring up at its crank, cleaning what seemed to be the entire La Brea Tar Pits from its pan, and eventually the success of getting it on the road.
But that kind of major work isn’t required to feel the same satisfaction, and just installing an aftermarket stereo can engender a warm sense of accomplishment. What about you, do you remember your first car project? Was it something grand in scope, or as simple as your first successful oil change? You know what they say, you’ll always remember your first.
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