Mine:
Owning my first car - a little 1985 Mazda 323 2 door. Had some form of engine swap in it, and it was turbo and f**k that thing went! Kept up to most WRX's at the lights and scared the shit out of most people with it's overly loud BOV. Was such a sleeper. Got bogged a few times at 4am on Moana Ended up selling it to my mate, who thought he was a pro rally driver and cracked the chassis.
But owning a 32 GTR is right up there, too. And in my area, it's quite an achievement haha. Me and my group of Southern mates have 'fully sik' gatherings at Macca's at Noarlunga on Friday nights and each time, the group got larger and larger with a huge range of imports (180's, a Leopard, R32's, R33's, etc) and now a 350GT has joined. After that, we venture into the Southern hills.
Love getting looks from people when driving the GTR, even had kids hanging out the car window in front of me taking pictures lol. Rocking up at mates places and get the "Oh shit! You own a GTR?! Take me for a spin NOW!" and the "Can you drop me off at Uni one day? I just want to look cool getting out of a GTR" lol. Even though the car is getting old and needs bits repaired and stuff, I love it.
And Dan, how the f**k did you pay for a GTR with cash?! You saved for years?