Roger's Story


After my parents divorced, my mom got a cool boyfriend who would let me drive to the beach and back on sunday mornings, about 3 miles each way. I think I was about 6 years old at the time. He started by letting me steer while idling around the neighbourhood. Eventually I was doing the whole thing - gas, brake, turn signals, I could barely reach everything sitting on his lap. He had a ~1980 Chevy Caprice Classic, fortunately those are very easy cars to drive. Not every kid can do it though. At 8-10 years old I also had a riding lawnmower and a boat. I let some of my friends drive them and some were just horrible! So just start somewhere safe.