So was starting to get a little more serious about playing bass, and while I had that brown bass I picked up for $40 in 1990, it really was garbage. Fortunately, a friend of mine was selling his. But since this was during undergrad and $$ was scarce, it took me almost 6 months to pay off the $200.
This was my principal bass until entering the land of the 6 string. It traveled to Florida, made it to Los Angeles, and survived the 1994 Northridge earthquake.