I’m 21 years old and have had more cars than most people. My first car, a 94' Chevy Corsica looked about as plain as cars can be. Imagine a stock outline of a car...
It was free and in good condition, but me, being 14 and naive, decided to modify it. First step was a cold air intake straight from Autozone.
Power gains were minimal but cool gains were off the charts. Next I threw in some rear speakers, cutting out the cloth behind the rear headrests so everyone could look into my Corsica and know that I had the audio hookups.
Next step was new wheels and tires. I really don’t know why I did this much work to a car that my family bought for $500, but I ended up making it all back. Slick black rims and a new set of tires made part of my cheap car look slightly less cheap. But that’s not all...
Oh no, just months before selling the car I had a new muffler installed that made the 4 cylinder engine rumble. I remember being able to hear it from outside my house and my mom being concerned. Rightfully so, I don’t know what anyone would think if I showed up to school in that thing.
Luckily I never had to. We sold it for 2 grand and I made enough of a scene to get a ‘new’ car, a 2001 Ford Ranger Stepside 4x4 with a 4.0L V6 that I was oh so proud of. It got the fuel economy of a big truck with none of the practicality.
3 years later when I realized my small truck defeated the purpose of having a truck, I started looking online and found a 2003 F-150 Lariat priced just slightly higher than what I could get for my Ranger. Done. I was the proud owner of a full size pickup with exhaust so loud I thought I was going to get the cops called on me anytime I started it.
That truck was great but a year later when I was going off to college it was time for something new. I wanted irresponsible vehicles at the time like a Firebird Trans Am, but luckily my parents found an ‘03 G35 down the street and saved me from my demise. That was 3 years ago and the Infiniti has gotten the job done ever since... Until I want something else.