In which car did you learn to drive?

Mine was while in school in drivers Ed. It was I think a 60 or 61 powder blue Ford Starliner. Driver Ed. teacher was a stickler for straight and correct parking. If you parked slanted in the least between the lines he would fail you.

First car I owned was a 1959 black Chevy Impala that I think had been totaled, Electrical system was shot and could not keep wheel bearings in the left front wheel. Finally traded that car for a 1962 Plymouth Valiant.
 
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Dad bought a 1/4 midget when I was 5 or 6. The home town had a go-kart club and track. Dad taught me in the backyard and got the go-kart club to let me run their track. This was a hit among the kids of the karters and lead to a half dozen other 1/4 midgets to race against.

When I got too tall to fit in the 1/4 midget it went to my brother and Dad bought a go-kart for me.

I guess that doesn't really count since there was no public road traveling. My first street car I inherited from my Mom's Dad when he passed, a 1967 two door Fairlaine.
 
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I was driving a tractor long before a car. Drove and mowed with a 1961 Ford 2000 with a hand throttle. Had to jump off the seat to hit the clutch and shift. Was probably 6 years old. As far as vehicles, my Dad's '75 GMC truck was probably what I learned on. When I was 13, my best friend and I hauled hay for an old boy that paid us with a '57 International pickup. 3 speed and straight 6. Had a lot of fun in that rig.
 
'66 Chevelle Malibu w/ a 327 and 3 spd. Was the car i learned on and became my first car. That goodness I didnt have to take my test on it, my spindly little arms did not like parking that car with no power steering LOL.
I was quite proud once I figured out how to do a good burnout in it.
 
My buddy and I took his Grandma's 1967 Impala for a cruise around town when we were 14 or 15. Grandma was in church at the time, and we were supposed to be.

Rob said, "Grams leaves here keys in her car, do you know how to drive?" I said "I can figure it out, let's go" I eased out of the parking space, and then eased out of the parking lot down to the stop sign. I rolled out making a left and mashed the pedal.

That car had a 350 4 barrel and it lit up the tires as we went fishtailing down the road. Then I settled in and we cruised for about 45 minutes and went back. Thankfully the space was still open.

Grand Theft Auto! On my first try.

A year or two later Dad told Mom he was going to take me out to give me a "driving lesson". He never said a word the whole time. We walked back in the house and Mom asked "Well, how did it go?"

Dad just said, "That ain't the first time he's drove." :rolleyes: But he never did ask me about it.
 
My Dad loved station wagons.
He would use them to transport his business machines.
You know IBM Electric Typewriters and xerox machine's.
Are Family Garage was always full of office equipment.

So my Dad's least favorite Wagon was a 1979 Chevrolet Caprice Classic. "Woodie"
It suffered in the performance department.
I drove that tank through HIgh school.
It was a Party Car.
Three Rows,rear seat facing backwards.
Electric windows and locks, cold AC

Papa
 
1965 Pontiac Catalina

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1967 Plymouth Fury II. 318 V-8 motor. Four door ... beige. My mother's car. That was a wonderful car. Big as a whale! Never gave a moments trouble no matter what. Later I bought a 74 Nova Custom w/ 350 motor. My brother got the Plymouth. Wish to God he hadn't let it go. It was a wonderful car. Sincerely. bruce.
 
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