Here is a picture of my first car (haha). I can't remember the first car I was in. This was my babysitter's boyfriend's Stingray. I remember being completely mesmerized by it. My mother did have two Volvo 240 station wagons early in my life, that could be it.

I'm SO young here. This is also one of my favorite pictures ever.

I am pretty sure that I was brought home in my dad's '81 Ford Escort. It was also the first car I learned to drive stick-shift in. Earliest memory of being in a car would have to be my mom's '84 Ford Tempo.

Mum's old Holden Gemini-on way home from hosptial

When I was a baby the family ride was a Beetle. In case you didn't already guess, it had flowers on it.... Yup, it was all the rage in northern Cal in the '60's... Or so I'm told......

As a newborn i travelled in my uncle's Ford 100e Sprite.
1st car memory-possibly a Rover P4 - which i was scared of because of its squat dumpy looks

Of course, I was only a few days old when my parents brought me home from the hospital where I was born at in March 1993, so I do not remember it at all.
However I asked my dad and he said he remembers taking me home from the hospital in the white 1986 Dodge Caravan he owned at the time, so I guess that would have to be it.

The first car I actually remember being in is my Grandmother's magenta-colored 1988 Dodge Dynasty (that she sold in the mid-1990s, shortly after buying the 1992 Crown Victoria she currently owns).

@G-Mann: For sure, I have no memories to that trip. I've found it out, when I saw the photo, my grandmother has taken at that day.

Only have a very tiny memory at that car: that it had striped seats. Shortly after my birth, my grandfather has bought his Mercedes 200 [W115] and my grandmother had used the 190 as a second car, until she got her DAF 44.

So I must have been 2 or 3 years old, when I catched the memory with the striped seats.

Grandma's DAF 44 -she had it until 1980- I can remember very good. I remember, how the turn-signal-"clic-clac"-sound was, how it sounds, then you've closed the trunk and so on.

And it sounds strange, but ca.10 years ago, when I've looked on a junkyard into a (@Antoine!!) Peugeot 104, I got a real "dejà yu"-hammer in my brain - it was definetley the identical smell, my gandma's DAF 44 had! For sure!

After that, I catched suspicious views from the freaks of the DAF-club, when I've asked them on a classic-car-show, if I could please take a nose of the interior-smell of their DAF's, because I'm looking for the authentic DAF-smell of my childhood.

P.S.I was sad, because the DAF's of the DAF-club haven't smelled like gandma's 44. I mst go to the DAF-Mueseum in Eindhoven. It shall be good, but until now, I haven't been there.

It was a cream white Fiat 600, which my father had back then.
I have memories riding in that car, he owned it three more years after I was born, then he traded it to a brand new Lada 1200 [2101], also cream white.

First car memories for me are in that 104 too, actually. I remember the orange seats

My father had a Mercedes-Benz 190 [W110] back in 1983. So I had my first 'ride' in it from hospital to home. Obviously I don't remember that trip

My first car memory is from 1986 I think. My father got a new company car; a brand new VW Golf Mk II. It was specially tuned with all possible Hella equipment and had a body kit. It was almost a show car and it was nice to be seen in it.