My first was a 1987 Acura Integra RS, in blue. Got it used, and I just happened to find a service manual on top of the spare tire, so I had a lot of fun fiddling with some of the car's bits. It was a sturdy little thing; hit a deer, put 'er in a couple of ditches, jumped a little bridge, and the only time I needed pro bodywork was when the [censored] across the street took off my rear bumper with a from-the-side hit in a parking lot.
"Think of it, if you like, as a librarian with a G-string under the tweed." Clarkson on the Mondeo.
