First drink: Hot Toddy. Must have blacked out; parents told me I had a good time jumping up and down in the crib. (traditional family medicine for a bad cold, also included application of VOCs on chest exterior, and vaporizer).
First Motorcycle: 1984 Honda 750 Interceptor. Fellow I bought it off had changed the gearing and re-calibrated the speedometer. That bike would hit the rev limiter in top (5) gear at 225 kph, 10,000 rpm was exactly 200 kph (about 125 mph), as verified by OPP radar northbound on HWY 404 north of Toronto.
First "IPON". 1979. Combination: quick cat step into left jab to bridge of opponents nose, right roundhouse kick to the do (Ken do body armour covering chest and upper abdomen), just like we had practiced it. I was facing a very impressive yellow belt with calluses on his knuckles about 1/4" inch thick; he had obviously been doing his knuckle push ups. Maybe they were generous to yellow belts in the judging, but it sure did fill that gymnasium with a big boom.
First time driving a stick, early '60s not sure exactly when, but it was a VW beetle.
First time driving over the ton: buddy's dad's car when buddy's parents were gone.
First time driving over the ton with DAD; First day with the learner's permit. On ramp to highway, also first time driving over 10 mph as far as Dad knew. "But this is the accelerating lane; you have to accelerate. Don't you?" as the speedometer needle races to see if it can bury itself under the dash before the "accelerating lane" comes to an end. Dad was freaking. I'm surprised he ever let me drive again. I guess he figured out I had gotten some practice in somewhere.