Earliest car memory........
 

Well this takes me back to the 1950's. I was riding in the back seat of what I think was a 1940's Vauxhall or Wolseley, likely the former on a gravel road to my first home near Scarborough UK. I was sitting between my grandmother and her sister in the back seat. I noticed that they both had serious facial hair. Seats were leather of course and there was a hanging strap from each side of the roof of the car so u could hang on without bouncing around too much. Now it has come round full circle and I attend to the facial hair in the unwanted areas. Seatbelt keeps me in place. I would love to go for a ride in that old car again!:):):)Your memories?

First car I remember was around 1955. My dad found 1929 model A in a (yep) barn and brought it home. He put a 1949 Merc flathead V8 in it. I remember many days hanging out in the garage as he put it together.
First car I remember driving in with the family was a 1953 Studebaker.

A few years ago, in an old trunk, I ran across a picture of my grandfather's Gullwing. That snapshot unlocked a flood of memories. I remember sitting inside the car, in the passenger seat. I could not see over the dashboard, the interior was red (oxblood?). I can still smell leather, cigars and my grandfather's cologne.

I was 3 or 4 when he sold that car. What I would not give to have that now...

angela

1958, inside my dad's 1952 Plymouth.

1958 Buick wagon with lots of buttons to play with. Us kids, up - down - up - down with the windows. Sitting in the front, no seat belts of course. Mom driving, lost the brakes (brake line leak or something??) so we gradually coast to corner service garage. The mechanic leaves all of us in the car while we're up on the lift while he repairs it! Hilarious days.

I went to the drive in movies in my dad's VW bus and then I went home in my mom's Rambler.

I have 2, not sure which one is first. I can clearly remember sitting in the backseat of Dads 1970 ss 396. I have no idea where we were going, but I can remember watching him rake the big chrome muncie gearshifter, and I can also remember staring at the am radio display. The next one was probably second. We were bringing home a x mas tree in the back of a 71 el camino. Dad did not tie it down, and it flew out of the car. I can remember him carrying back that beat up tree, all covered in slush, and road debris. This was on a dreary snowy Pittsburgh kind of day. I think this may have also been the day I heard my first F Bomb.

Dont remember the movie but there was a 60's Mustang at a baracade, military maybe?, and I asked my dad what it was. From then until my first car all I thought was mustang.

At home our picture window from the second floor overlooked a junk yard /towing company.

So my early memories of the trucks and the wrecked cars moved when i was 18 but they had the works parts store machine shop break down yard and all the characters that go with it.

My Dad's 52 Chevy. He had that car until I was 13 years old. Lost a crankshaft bearning and he purchased a new 64 Belair. Car was so stripped down it did not even have a cig. lighter.

1953 Ford, I sort of remember being excited that I could stand up (still learning to do) in the back seat, and see out the side window. I think I was still in diapers. The car was not moving, think we were getting out, and it looked like a long way down.

Earliest car memory was probably from around 1944. Riding on the back seat of what was probably a '30s Dodge or maybe Plymouth when my dad came to a sudden stop at a railroad crossing. I fell to the floor of the car. I wasn't hurt that I remember, but it was the first time I heard my mother yell at my father about it & that I could have been hurt. It was a very early memory for me, probably within the first 3 to five memories I have.

I remember sitting in the back seat - always in the middle, holding on to the front seats, so I could see the road. ;)

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A few early memories of cars, but I'm not sure which is first:

Seeing my dad & uncles fixing the rusted floor of our old black Chevy (?) station wagon using a metal Coca-Cola sign on the property of the old farm my grandparents retired to when they moved out of the city. This was sometimes in the 1959 - 1962 timeframe.

Remembering sleeping & waking up in the back of either that station wagon or the beige-brown 2-tone Dodge wagon as we were traveling cross-country. I remember a neighbor (the Andersons) had a green sedan version of our beige wagon, and we kids called them the "tan junk" and the "green garbage can".

My first "real" car memory as an enthusiast was see the "rich" neighbor down the block (this was a working-class neighborhood in Detroit) get a 1st generation Buick Riviera in either '63 or '64.

I also remember the Ford GT40's competing and winning at Le Mans, as it was a big deal in the Detroit papers at the time.

Early car memory...........
 

I remember sleeping in the area under the rear window of my Dad's 1948 Plymouth 2 door sedan. It was the first new car that he was able to get after WWII. He had ordered a 4 door sedan in any color but black, but when his name came up on the waiting list, all that was available was the 2 door sedan in, yes, black! This had to have been in about 1950 or 51.

Fell alseep when I was in mom's rambler, woke up when it was in the garage and couldn't get the door open to get out. Kinda freaked me out some - I was 3 or 4.

Remember Dad and the 356 and annual inspections, was 4 or 5.

I was 4-5 and my parents had a 50's Pontiac Chieftain. I noticed mom had left the keys in the ignition while playing inside the car. reached over, turned the key and the engine started.... in gear.. I drove thru the utility room wall

The first car I actually paid attention to was a 50 Studebaker, we were at my Grandparents house in Iowa and an uncle drove up in his new car. Even then I thought it was pretty strange looking.

I vaguely remember being in a 60's Beetle in maybe 1969 or 1970 looking out the window at a black bear in the Smoky Mountains.... I was 3 or 4.

An early 50's Mercury. I remember it having a push button starter for some reason.