My 66 'Vair(before my dad actually gave it to me
).
I was probably 14 and didn't have my learner's permit even. A buddy and I took it around the block(suburbs so no real traffic). It ran out of fuel in the back portion of the block so we started pushing it.
As we crested a small hill at the intersection of my street and theone we were on my parents I saw a car that looked familiar. Yep, it was my parents coming back from the market. They didn't even stop.
When we got it back to the house my Dad asked me what I was thinking. "I don't know" was probably my answer.
Man, I have GOT to start finding hiding spots for my keys now.