My son turned 18 today. He's only previously driven the 911 with me in it (as far as I know
).
Last night I asked him "How would you like to drive the 911 to school tomorrow for your 18th Birthday?".
This morning:
As he drove up our (fairly steep) driveway by my wife & I both yelled "Gas, gas!" as he almost stalled. Tee-hee.