[TerryH]

First time solo, with my dads consent, was 1966, I was 10. I drove our 1957 Plymouth Savoy on a dirt road beside a ravine that my dad and brother were hunting pheasants. I couldn't reach the pedals and see out at the same time. Honest to God, a trooper drove by but I saw him in time and yanked the ebrake and slid over to the passenger side. He just drove on by.

I was obsessed with driving as a kid. Many uncles owned farms so I drove tractors, trucks, and even combines before I was a teenager.