What was your first front wheel drive car experience?

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I got to drive a Citroen DS back in the early 1970s but it wasn't my car. First one of my own was a 1977 Subaru DL.
 
1997 Pontiac grand am. bought in 98. have been driving since 1959, but this was my 1st FWD. Since then I have had nothing but fwd, except for my mustangs and pickups, till now when I have the Nissan Frontier 4 wheel drive.
 
1980-something Saab 900s. One of the better FWD cars in the snow. I've been spoiled with all RWD and AWD vehicles since that Saab until recently getting a FWD Toyota Sienna van. As much as I like the van overall, FWD has no place in such heavy vehicles. Traction up steeper grades is garbage due to the weight distribution. The only thing making it passable for slippery use is the traction control.

When it comes to snow fun, nothing beats RWD with snow tires and plenty of weight over the drive wheels. Steering with the right foot is a blast. :)
 
82 Honda Civic bought new. Nice car, but the 5sp transmission whined in top gear (most of my driving was on the interstate) and they wouldn't fix it on warranty so I traded it after one year and got nearly the sticker price.
 
1998 Plymouth breeze I got my license in at 16. Our other car was an 83 Pontiac Grand Prix which I much preferred driving especially in the snow. Non stop donuts.
 
First FWD (and experience) was a 1992 Dodge Spirit. Was one of the best cars I have owned.
 
Finding out my dads 69 Olds Toronado couldn't do donuts worth crap. it was scary, the wheels would spin then you let off the gas some and it took off in whatever direction you had the wheels pointing. loved the big 455 in that car.

 
Oh wow your right! Guess my childhood memory wasn't accurate:p
In that case, my first FWD car experience must've been my dad's 1990 Olds 88. I was driving a 77 280Z at that time. Cars my parents had when we were growing up were Olds Delta 88s (the big RWD ones), Olds Cutlass (Rocket 350 ones), and the 70s Impalas my dad got as company cars.

I remember that Celica being the smoothest car I'd ever driven. Especially compared to the old deer lease Jeep that was a standard, which was a green WWII era one.
 
Those were SWEET!!

The old man was regal in it, with his gold chains bracelets and rings cowboy hat and boots.

He had two distinct CB personas

1. "The Jug Mugger" the old man drank hard and came from a time when roads trips were accompanied by a tumblr between the legs of some concoction. Never really drove drunk from what I recall though - he saved that for later.

2. "The Golden Hoss" a braggadocio cattleman ( He / grandad raised hogs and he traded in the pork belly pit at the Chicago Merc and his places were filled with pigs in art and decoration)
 
as a passenger in my parents' 1981 Plymouth Horizon TC3. Like this ugly thing.

Car lasted two weeks.

My dad felt like he just HAD to add an oil pressure gauge. The fitting broke off the motor, oil sprayed everywhere, car caught fire, the end.

It was replaced with its evil twin, a Dodge Omni 024 Miser. This thing was spartan! They didn't paint the inside of the fiberglass bumper covers so if you looked in the fender wells you'd see raw yellow fiberglass. It blew through pot metal outer door handles. Once we were waiting on parts for one door when the other one broke, so we crawled through the hatch back. The dash cluster was short on idiot lights so had a filler panel that read "front wheel drive." I asked if it lit up when there was a problem with the FWD, LOL. It also took two new clutches in 80k miles.

Car had the sucky VW 1.7 with presumably the lamest cam and carburetion ever made to make it a "Miser". Mom took many hills in 3rd gear, some in 2nd. Dad treated the gas pedal like an on-off switch. The car DID do well in snow with its skinny little tires. I remember riding in it and feeling the snow hitting the floorpans but it never got stuck.

When it was eight years old, and with 80k miles, Dad declared that it would never pass state inspection again due to needing a catalytic converter. I guess he had a nose for it? Anyway we traded it on a Mazda 323, a far superior car in every way. The dodge had a softball sized hole in the door skin, from rust, despite the "Rusty Jones" treatment. We took photos of the hole and got 30-something bucks from their bankruptcy settlement.
 
My dad's 80s Oldsmobile. That was the first car I ever drove. I also took my first driving test on it, although I made a few stupid mistakes (nothing dangerous) that required a retest.

I've driven very few RWD cars.
 
Our family car in 1964 was a '64 Austin Mini, and after that a Morris 1100. My Mother had a couple of Mini's, and I learned to drive in one of them. I've had a couple of Mini's, but my first fwd car was a 1965 Austin 1800 in 1982...I had a couple of 1800's too.
 
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