blink9cd
Well-Known Member
Since it's been fun to read about other people's upbringing, I'll share.
My parents let me drive their 15 year old corolla wagon at the time. Manual transmission, roll up windows, a ton of miles on the odemeter, pretty sure double digit hp. I was about as a good as a kid you could ever ask for when it came to grades, achievement, staying out of trouble, no drugs/drinking, etc. Looking back I still did a lot of really dumb stuff with that car behind the wheel, in the school parking lot, and at friend's houses. I'm so happy I got lucky every time in the end.
I remember storming out of the car trying to learn manual and screaming at my parents saying I hated it. Even though I gave it up with my last car, I'm super appreciative I learned on that first and drove it for so many years. It's come in handy several times later on, from helping friends out to renting cars in Europe. The majority of people I know can't drive one.
My parents let me drive their 15 year old corolla wagon at the time. Manual transmission, roll up windows, a ton of miles on the odemeter, pretty sure double digit hp. I was about as a good as a kid you could ever ask for when it came to grades, achievement, staying out of trouble, no drugs/drinking, etc. Looking back I still did a lot of really dumb stuff with that car behind the wheel, in the school parking lot, and at friend's houses. I'm so happy I got lucky every time in the end.
I remember storming out of the car trying to learn manual and screaming at my parents saying I hated it. Even though I gave it up with my last car, I'm super appreciative I learned on that first and drove it for so many years. It's come in handy several times later on, from helping friends out to renting cars in Europe. The majority of people I know can't drive one.
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