My first car was an eighties model, copper colored, Buick Century. I bought it in advance of my junior year in college, and with my beautiful girlfriend, Sarah Paulson, in the passenger seat life was truly Idyllic.
It was good looking car, but it ended up throwing a rod on I-90 less than a year after I bought it. I have a lot of good memories in that car though. A lot of important and enjoyable late night conversations with Sarah took place in the front of that Buick as we hurtled through the darkness coming back from Allen Lake, the Truck Stop, Olean etc... Those were great days.
I got my first speeding ticket in the Buick, which is ironic because its engine would start to complain whenever I would approach the speed limit, and it never did have a lot of power. We were coming back from Niagara Falls, which was just an hour north of Houghton. It was three in the morning and we were driving through Arcade, NY when Officer Wells (pictured above) pulled me over. I was bummed to get a speeding ticket, but I was still cheeky enough to ask Officer Wells if I could have my picture taken with him. I told him, "You're the first to get me!"