When I turned 16, I was allowed to "borrow" my dad's little Japanese pickup (first a Nissan, then an Isuzu). He had a company car at the time that he drove most days. Of course, his real reason for allowing me to "borrow" the truck was so he could use it as punishment when I got into trouble. My junior and senior years of high school I think I was "grounded" from the truck more than I was allowed to drive it. He even put "The Club" (remember those?) on the steering wheel and took the key with him so I couldn't take the truck out when he wasn't home. It wasn't until years later that I saw the 60 Minutes episode where a convicted car thief showed how The Club only slowed him down by a few seconds when stealing a car (he cut through the steering wheel with a hacksaw - not the lock - GENIOUS!)
So my real first car - title in my name and everything, was a 1984 Mazda Sundowner pickup that I bought from my grandpa. It had EVERYTHING
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5-speed stick, turquoise blue vinyl interior, cassette tape deck that I quickly swapped out with a $400 Blaupunkt CD player (almost as much as I paid for the truck), and most importantly of all - a white metal bolted in tool box (rusted just right to match the rusted white body paint) and matching rusted white HEADACHE RACK behind the rear window. It was grandpa's old farm truck. Best part was the 75-horsepower 4-banger that could get that little two-seater all the way up to a frighteningly fast 77 miles per hour on I-35 - the trick was to run through the first three gears to accelerate onto the entrance ramp, then put the pedal on the floor as you shift into fourth gear ... keep it in 4th, pedal mashed into the floorboard for a few minutes (literally) while it eeked its way from about 40 mph up into the high 60s (with the tac well over 5000 rpm), then wait for a downslope on the other side of rise and shift into 5th with the pedal still mashed to the floor. If you were lucky and the interstate leveled out for a few miles and you did this just right, within a few more minutes you were in the mid 70s. At 77 mph the whole contraption was shaking like a washing machine on spin with an uneven load distribution. Total time to hit 77 mph when leaving the Belton/Temple area for the Cedar Park area - about 10 minutes, or roughly 1/4 of the entire trip.
Anyway, here's a photo of a truck that looks very similar to mine (just without the super cool rusty tool box and headache rack).
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