My first set of wheels was one of these:
I had it for a year, starting from my 16th birthday when I did my CBT. It never really had a name, but I loved it very much (except in bad weather!)
That then made way for my first love - Graham
Everyone loved Graham, and everyone knew who he was! A couple of times I was round my friend's house, and her mum came in to say "oh, hello, I knew you were here because I saw Graham out the front!". I miss him so much, and when I get my proverbial lottery win, I will use it to buy another mini. Graham now lives with a friend of my uncle's and has been through a lot since. He's currently being refurbished for the 2nd time, and I've been told that he might come to visit me this summer.
Next up was Violet (or Vi for short)
We never really got on. She was a good car, but I was still broken hearted after having to part with Graham
Now I've got Kev... (I don't have any decent photos, but he's one of these)
Kev is great, and fantastic fun to drive, but he's got no soul. Essentially, I still miss Graham.