I don't have a pic of my old car. But you can imagine it. It was a Mazda Protege with the old school Mazda symbol. Imagine it combined with the crappy car pic and you have an idea of what my car was like. I bought the car for $500 and it didn't even run. Then I added a new alternator and a new stereo system (worth more than the car) and it was fine. The only problem was that the engine was leaking so I always had engine oil in my trunk so I have to add it to my car every couple of days. Also, it smoked a lot as a result of the leaked engine old (hence the name Cindy).
So yah, my car was this:
But it had the look of this:
With the old school label like this:
You know. My car really was a piece of crap, but I totally loved that car because it represented a lot of things to me as a high school teenager. I mean, when I got into a fight with my dad, I would just grab my car keys and head out the door. Since it's my car, I can do whatever I want with it. Haha, I'm sure I'll get a much better car in the future, but there's just something about your first car that you'll never forget. I spent hours tinkering on that car with my buddy from autoshop. I even took it into my autoshop class to get free service on it. Oh man, those were the days...