Article by:
Stephanie Wallcraft
The cars that remind me of some of my earliest experiences behind the wheel are often among those I enjoy the most.
I learned to drive on a base-model Dodge Colt. (No, I won’t share the model year, but a quick search online will make it easy to hazard a guess.) My dad’s prized Jeep Cherokee had been stolen from our driveway and was found joyridden and destroyed. He couldn’t bring himself to get emotionally invested in another vehicle right away, so he found the very cheapest car he could find. Never mind that it came with a manual transmission and wheels so small as to be borderline useless; this car was so cheap that it didn’t even come with a radio. Read the full article here.
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