My first car was a 88 Pontiac Grand Am. It was blue and in great condition for an old car. It was named "Coral." My little sister named it. I had her with me when I went to the lot.
Since it was blue we were trying to think of different things that had to do with the ocean to name it. I know Coral is like a pink, but she said Coral and it just kinda stuck.
I put a hot system and everything in it too. The sound coming out did not match the look of the car, but I didn't care. I could come and go as a I pleased. Well, not really. I could go places without asking for a ride however and that meant the world to me.
Until you start paying for gas. Then your next big thing is getting a job.