In 1990 when I finished college and was moving on to grad school. It was a hand me down from my father, and by that point a dilapidated wreck, so basically gave it away. That was the only car I ever owned, for about two years. After grad school I moved to the Big City, where I have no interest in car, or driving, which I do about once every five years, and makes me really nervous. I keep my license current though, in case of zombie apocalypse.