Today's car picture is something a little different. It's not really a super car, or a muscle car, or even much of a classic.
That's a 1984 Supra, but I was really looking for the 1983 Celica. That's the first standard transmission I ever drove, so it was a bit of an impression on me. The standard Celica wasn't really much of a sports car, it just had two doors and a five-speed, but to a 16 year old kid who was used to four door Buicks with squishy mid-80s GM automatic transmissions, it was as good as a Ferrari.
A friend of my dad's had one and let me borrow it when he traveled on business one week. I left behind the Buick Century that belonged to my mom, and for an entire week I got to cruise around in - at the time, for me - the coolest sports car on the block. Oh, sure, it wasn't as fast as my buddy's Trans Am, but it was nimble and responsive. Plus, being a Toyota, it actually started every time...
Then Dad's friend returned and I had to give it back. The Buick just never looked the same after that, and I soon got a truck to tool around in (and that hasn't changed in over 25 years now). I still have a fond spot for the early 1980s Celicas, and if I hit the lottery I'd love to find one and restore it just because.
What borrowed car do you remember from your youth?
That is all.