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I'll never forget my first car or the situation surrounding it. Its a long rant but idc.

Wanted a few different cars that were out my price range so I decided on a DC Acura Integra (94-2001), but couldnt find one that was in my price range. All the ones i found would of cost me everything I saved & was a shit box. Decided I was cool with a DA Integra (90 - 93). Found plenty for sale for about $2,500 with mods i already wanted, plus one of my friends got one for that price and he said it ran like a champ.

Around this time my Uncle happened to talk to my mom and she mentioned to him what i was looking for & he said he does the auctions shit all the time and he can get me what im looking for, for a better deal easy & i think "great now i can save money and drive to school for my senior year". That was one of my goals i seriously wanted to accomplish & worked my ass off for.

I give him about $1,400 he said he can get one for, then he calls and says he needs a lil more to fix some shit and get it right, so i give him more (ended up being like $2,400 total). Said he was getting me a 1991 Integra. Then it was the waiting game & more waiting till i started getting mad. Then finally i get the call and went to his friends lil dealership to sign the title and i wasnt totally happy with what i saw. It just didnt seem as perfect as i imagined, so i sorta glossed over it but i didnt kno shit bout cars & just wanted my car finally so i was like w/e. He goes it just needs a simple valve seals that easy fix. Niggas started it and it was the biggest smoke show out the exhaust ive ever seen. Couldnt even drive that shit down the street, had to have them take it to my cousin shop.

Now its at my cousin shop and he advises me that it maybe valves seals and might be worse i should just get another engine & that its a few hundred bucks and he can do it in a few days. Since i dont know shit i agree and a weekend engine swop turns into 5 fucking weeks. Not only did i not get to drive to school i was also bumming rides and footing it to college. Then i found out how much of a shit box that car really was. Car didnt have fucking seatbelts, drivers door didnt lock, no speakers, passenger seat was half bolted down.

THEN I GOT THE FUCKING BILL. It was more than i paid for the fucking car. It was like $2,600, my heart was fucking crushed. I just paid like double for a car thats not worth anything really. And it was still was a shit box with things wrong with it. To add salt to my wound, latter on i found out the hard way someone did a cheap spray over on the car with no clear coat. The paint bubbled and peeled off in the fl heat and the metal got exposed and rusted from the rain. Car was crumbling around me and there was nothing i could do about it because i lost everything to buy it and when i had money it all went to patching it.

This is how i found out as a teen that just because someone is related to you or from you same ethnic group, doesnt mean they still wont finesse you. Till this day I still waiting to get my revenge for all the time and money they cost me.

(I didnt proof read any of this because fuck that car & fuck all yall reliable first vehicles)
 
I'll never forget my first car or the situation surrounding it. Its a long rant but idc.

Wanted a few different cars that were out my price range so I decided on a DC Acura Integra (94-2001), but couldnt find one that was in my price range. All the ones i found would of cost me everything I saved & was a shit box. Decided I was cool with a DA Integra (90 - 93). Found plenty for sale for about $2,500 with mods i already wanted, plus one of my friends got one for that price and he said it ran like a champ.

Around this time my Uncle happened to talk to my mom and she mentioned to him what i was looking for & he said he does the auctions shit all the time and he can get me what im looking for, for a better deal easy & i think "great now i can save money and drive to school for my senior year". That was one of my goals i seriously wanted to accomplish & worked my ass off for.

I give him about $1,400 he said he can get one for, then he calls and says he needs a lil more to fix some shit and get it right, so i give him more (ended up being like $2,400 total). Said he was getting me a 1991 Integra. Then it was the waiting game & more waiting till i started getting mad. Then finally i get the call and went to his friends lil dealership to sign the title and i wasnt totally happy with what i saw. It just didnt seem as perfect as i imagined, so i sorta glossed over it but i didnt kno shit bout cars & just wanted my car finally so i was like w/e. He goes it just needs a simple valve seals that easy fix. Niggas started it and it was the biggest smoke show out the exhaust ive ever seen. Couldnt even drive that shit down the street, had to have them take it to my cousin shop.

Now its at my cousin shop and he advises me that it maybe valves seals and might be worse i should just get another engine & that its a few hundred bucks and he can do it in a few days. Since i dont know shit i agree and a weekend engine swop turns into 5 fucking weeks. Not only did i not get to drive to school i was also bumming rides and footing it to college. Then i found out how much of a shit box that car really was. Car didnt have fucking seatbelts, drivers door didnt lock, no speakers, passenger seat was half bolted down.

THEN I GOT THE FUCKING BILL. It was more than i paid for the fucking car. It was like $2,600, my heart was fucking crushed. I just paid like double for a car thats not worth anything really. And it was still was a shit box with things wrong with it. To add salt to my wound, latter on i found out the hard way someone did a cheap spray over on the car with no clear coat. The paint bubbled and peeled off in the fl heat and the metal got exposed and rusted from the rain. Car was crumbling around me and there was nothing i could do about it because i lost everything to buy it and when i had money it all went to patching it.

This is how i found out as a teen that just because someone is related to you or from you same ethnic group, doesnt mean they still wont finesse you. Till this day I still waiting to get my revenge for all the time and money they cost me.

(I didnt proof read any of this because fuck that car & fuck all yall reliable first vehicles)

this should of been me



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I'll never forget my first car or the situation surrounding it. Its a long rant but idc.

Wanted a few different cars that were out my price range so I decided on a DC Acura Integra (94-2001), but couldnt find one that was in my price range. All the ones i found would of cost me everything I saved & was a shit box. Decided I was cool with a DA Integra (90 - 93). Found plenty for sale for about $2,500 with mods i already wanted, plus one of my friends got one for that price and he said it ran like a champ.

Around this time my Uncle happened to talk to my mom and she mentioned to him what i was looking for & he said he does the auctions shit all the time and he can get me what im looking for, for a better deal easy & i think "great now i can save money and drive to school for my senior year". That was one of my goals i seriously wanted to accomplish & worked my ass off for.

I give him about $1,400 he said he can get one for, then he calls and says he needs a lil more to fix some shit and get it right, so i give him more (ended up being like $2,400 total). Said he was getting me a 1991 Integra. Then it was the waiting game & more waiting till i started getting mad. Then finally i get the call and went to his friends lil dealership to sign the title and i wasnt totally happy with what i saw. It just didnt seem as perfect as i imagined, so i sorta glossed over it but i didnt kno shit bout cars & just wanted my car finally so i was like w/e. He goes it just needs a simple valve seals that easy fix. Niggas started it and it was the biggest smoke show out the exhaust ive ever seen. Couldnt even drive that shit down the street, had to have them take it to my cousin shop.

Now its at my cousin shop and he advises me that it maybe valves seals and might be worse i should just get another engine & that its a few hundred bucks and he can do it in a few days. Since i dont know shit i agree and a weekend engine swop turns into 5 fucking weeks. Not only did i not get to drive to school i was also bumming rides and footing it to college. Then i found out how much of a shit box that car really was. Car didnt have fucking seatbelts, drivers door didnt lock, no speakers, passenger seat was half bolted down.

THEN I GOT THE FUCKING BILL. It was more than i paid for the fucking car. It was like $2,600, my heart was fucking crushed. I just paid like double for a car thats not worth anything really. And it was still was a shit box with things wrong with it. To add salt to my wound, latter on i found out the hard way someone did a cheap spray over on the car with no clear coat. The paint bubbled and peeled off in the fl heat and the metal got exposed and rusted from the rain. Car was crumbling around me and there was nothing i could do about it because i lost everything to buy it and when i had money it all went to patching it.

This is how i found out as a teen that just because someone is related to you or from you same ethnic group, doesnt mean they still wont finesse you. Till this day I still waiting to get my revenge for all the time and money they cost me.

(I didnt proof read any of this because fuck that car & fuck all yall reliable first vehicles)

Not long after I got my S12, one of my boys had me drop him off at this chick's crib for the weekend. She had a white DA Integra. I wanted one bad as hell until I found out it wasn't fast in the least bit. I total my S12 and end up running through a few Fox body Mustangs. About a year or so aftr my S12 got destroyed one of my repeat customers showed up at my shop with a DB GS-R, one of the few in Detroit at the time. He let me drive it and I genuinely had fun driving that thing. The 'Stangs were demons in a straight line and all but I was tossing dude's GS-R into corners like it was nothing.

Spring of 2000 and I'm 4 months or so into my first professional IT job, I'm single, and I've saved up a grand for a down payment on a car. I hit up this dealer in A2 that folks at work told me was handing out car loans to damned near everybody. I get there and tested a Probe GT, an S13 and an S14, and was about to peep a Prelude Si when I spotted a red '98 Integra Type R (DC2) on the lot. Told the salesman to throw me the keys and I set off. I was tossin that muhfucka all over the place. I needed a straightway and took it to Liberty Rd and floored it (right here: https://www.google.com/maps/@42.272...4!1sWSb3r1KcCNU55OJ5msBTQA!2e0!7i13312!8i6656). I hit around a buck-twenty down Liberty before I slowed down before coming up on the next light.

I'm back at the dealer and we sit down to get the loan going. I tell dude I had a G in my pocket and count it out. Dude left for a while and came back:

"... Um... Do you think you can come up with another thousand dollars? They're asking for $2000 for a down payment, and that's for any of the cars you looked at today..."

... I left. About a week or so later I bought a 4 door Escort for $1000 off this British cat I worked with that was moving back to England.
 
I drove my dads Jeep for a couple years when I first started driving

First car that was MINE was an Infiniti G35
 
You're all old as shit

Mine was a 2006 Chrysler Sebring. I fuckin hated it at first cause it was an old man car, but I scooped it up for like 1200 bucks and only did 400 bucks on repairs.
and you light as shit.

go get a haircut...looking like ozone from breakin
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Not long after I got my S12, one of my boys had me drop him off at this chick's crib for the weekend. She had a white DA Integra. I wanted one bad as hell until I found out it wasn't fast in the least bit. I total my S12 and end up running through a few Fox body Mustangs. About a year or so aftr my S12 got destroyed one of my repeat customers showed up at my shop with a DB GS-R, one of the few in Detroit at the time. He let me drive it and I genuinely had fun driving that thing. The 'Stangs were demons in a straight line and all but I was tossing dude's GS-R into corners like it was nothing.

Spring of 2000 and I'm 4 months or so into my first professional IT job, I'm single, and I've saved up a grand for a down payment on a car. I hit up this dealer in A2 that folks at work told me was handing out car loans to damned near everybody. I get there and tested a Probe GT, an S13 and an S14, and was about to peep a Prelude Si when I spotted a red '98 Integra Type R (DC2) on the lot. Told the salesman to throw me the keys and I set off. I was tossin that muhfucka all over the place. I needed a straightway and took it to Liberty Rd and floored it (right here: https://www.google.com/maps/@42.272...4!1sWSb3r1KcCNU55OJ5msBTQA!2e0!7i13312!8i6656). I hit around a buck-twenty down Liberty before I slowed down before coming up on the next light.

I'm back at the dealer and we sit down to get the loan going. I tell dude I had a G in my pocket and count it out. Dude left for a while and came back:

"... Um... Do you think you can come up with another thousand dollars? They're asking for $2000 for a down payment, and that's for any of the cars you looked at today..."

... I left. About a week or so later I bought a 4 door Escort for $1000 off this British cat I worked with that was moving back to England.

The amount of money they bled me for that 91 rs, i literally could of gotten the GS-R version smh. Shame about that Type R. If you managed to get and kept it with out it being stolen and stripped, you would of had a car that didnt lose much value.
 
83 Chevy Cavalier. 2 tone dookie brown. Was my cousins but she gave to me. I hated that car but I loved it because it was my first taste of freedom. Something like this but nowhere near as nice.
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I remember driving down the street one time. Floor boards were rusted out and busted a hole under my seat and drug under the the car. Scary shit
Dude at school way back parents had 2 of those. We called that hit the Hammer lol(good times)
 
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