I had been driving since I was 15 but had my lisence since I was almost 17. My parents had extra cars so I took myself to school and back and to my own doctor appointments.
I didn't drive illegally of course, I did driver's ed and we all took turns to drive after school. I loved it and it was fun to see kids goof up. One time i almost drove into a mini van because I meant to hit the break but instead I hit the gas pedal but the teacher put on the break. We had a break in the passenger seat for the teacher to use. It was put in. We all had learner's permits.
One time my teacher told me if I hit a cat, I would get 100 points for it on my driver's test and I told him "No way. I would do it in a video game but not in real life." Then he told me I took it too literal and he was just joking. He loved to joke and watch me take him seriously, then after a while I stopped listening to him and he thought I had finally learned. I liked him, he was nice. His stories were funny, even if I did buy them. Then I started telling him at age 16 "Are you serious?" "You're joking" "Be serious." Sometimes he was serious and I thought he was pulling my leg again.
