My First Car
Recently I was discussing with a Russian friend about cars. Specifically we were discussing the prevailing American attitude that upon one’s 16th birthday one is entitled to a car. My friend had been exposed to this through films, and MTV. (She did marvel at the spoiled arrogance of the folks featured on shows like “My Super Sweet 16″. Luckily the last time I watched MTV, which was about 2 years ago, I did see a few episodes of this repulsive program or I’d have been less able to understand my friends thoughts.)
All this said I didn’t get a car at age 16, I got one around 17 (Thankfully my Dad traded a beat up White Dodge Omni with a blown engine for a Pontiac Fiero).
By 1997 your average Fiero was worth about 300$. Again luckily, mine was an 1988, but we’re still talking about a car old enough to be my little sister. I did mention to my friend that even if free I certainly paid for it in full given the parts I replaced over the next several years. I still love that car but eventually parted ways with it; you can only call into work so many times on account of your car being broken.
And so I figured I’d post a couple photos of the old car. And note that (even though a Russian Lada probably still costs more used today that than what I paid over the years, not ever 16 year old America get’s a free new car, nor the opportunity to complain they wanted a Ferrari not a Porsche.
For Mac Users out there note: I had to convert this from PICT format which Preview.app doesn’t support, and it’s likely scanned because I know darn well I hadn’t heard of digital cameras in 97.

