Haha good thread!!
The first car I remember being in was my dad's custard cream coloured Lada. I remember it had a tartan travel rug over the back seat and once we were driving down to Wales late at night and a massive rock smashed a huge hole in the windscreen. In those days before mobile phones and breakdown cover we had to just carry on driving. Never been so cold!
The second car I remember was his wonderful black Capri. I have love Capris ever since, I was so sad when he sold it to purchase his (again custard cream coloured, but with a brown roof) Jag XJ6 (which was pretty cool actually, it had that wonderful old musty leather smell inside. Well I love that smell anyway).
At some point I vaguely remember a Chevette also, it was blue, possibly at the same time as the Capri or slightly before, not sure.