My first car was this:
It was soooo uncool. I came home from sixth form one day and my Mum had bought it for me as 'it only had 26,000 miles on the clock' and then proceeeded to tell me how much I owed her. I was so excited to have a car, I started paying her back regardless of it's uncoolness.
My first car scrape was when I drove into a (massive, obvious) bollard that protected the window of the McDonald's drive-through. The guy serving was a huuuuuge crush of mine and I could have died with embarrassment after driving into his window bollard. I drove off with indicator flapping in the wind until I superglued it back on.