I took Driver’s Ed in the summer of 1991 when I was 14. We had just moved from Texas to a rural town in Eastern New Mexico. At that time, you could get your license at 15 in New Mexico, which was the only redeeming thing about moving there.
We had the choice of 4 cars, which were loaned to the school by the local Ford dealer. We could drive a Ford Taurus, a Ford Tempo, a Ford Escort and a Ford Mustang. I have always been fascinated with vehicles with manual transmissions, so I chose the Escort as it was the only manual in the bunch.
I took my driving test in my mom’s 1986 Chevrolet Celebrity Eurosport. The color was “Dusty Rose Metallic” (aka “Mauve”) with burgundy interior. As was common with many GM vehicles of that era, the paint on the hood, top and trunk was faded and splotchy, but that car was handed down to me and I was happy to have it. I detailed it almost every weekend, which was a challenging task given we lived in the country for about 18 months and it was dusty on those desert plains. I took the front seats out at least once a month to shampoo the carpets, and I cleaned the A/C vents with Q-Tips. Anything and everything that could be Armor-All’ed was, and it was always pristine! Sadly it wasn’t the most reliable, and was totaled (not my fault) a few weeks before my 16th birthday.
It was replaced with a 1993 Chevrolet Cavalier (a manual of course), which got me through high school, college, and the first year out of college. After changing the alternator for the 5th time (on my lunch break in an Auto Zone parking lot), I finally traded the thing for a used Accord.
They don’t make them like they used to (fortunately)!