Speaking of Foxes
I may be a wild and crazy guy, but not like that . . .
It wasn't my first car, but a quick replacement for a totaled car.
A beige 1978 Audi Fox, which didn't look a whole lot different from the much later VW Fox. It was essentially a VW. Purchased in October 1989 for $1,100. I bought the car with 119K miles on it and it was tight as a drum, never a rattle inside or from underneath, just an incredibly solid car with standard transmission and the fuel-injected 4-cylinder and it could really move. Clean, clean, clean. Never burned a drop of oil. It was supposed to be a temporary car but I ended up keeping it for a few years, then passed it along to my partner's daughter when she began drving. She didn't realize what she had, started calling it her "hoopdie" and eventually bought herself a brand new Ford Aspire. She sold the Fox to a friend.
One day several months later my partner and I were driving back home from Gilroy and I spotted a familiar looking beige car in the median of the freeway. Sure enough, the license plate confirmed it, that was my old Fox. I do hope it was only out of gas or something. It didn't look abandoned, but the sight still made me sad. That was one of the best cars I ever owned. And my partner's daughter, now in her 30's, has recognized the error of her ways from back then.