My first car? A new 1975 Ford Maverick four-door, metallic green with a matching cloth-and-vinyl interior, 250 cid six, auto, power steering but not power brakes, AM radio, good A/C. To me it looked like a four-door Mustang. Got 15-16 mpg on regular (but of course gas was .55/gallon then).
Like it? After years of riding buses and cadging rides from increasingly-reluctant friends? I loved it. I learned how to change oil, coolant, headlights, fuel and air filters, and spark plugs on it. At least once a month we ran it along I-10 from Lafayette, where we lived, down to NO to visit friends and family, so it got lots of highway time. (It took over 2.5 hours to do that -- we had the 55-mph speed limit then.) Sure, I'd find it tinny and underpowered today, but in 1976-1981, it represented *freedom*!