In which car did you learn to drive?

I learnt to drive in my parents 1986 Ford Telstar. (Photos not our actual vehicle).
 

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I learned to drive, and got a license when I was 14, so that would have
been 1949. I think they let 14 year olds get licences because of all the
farmers who had kids that needed to drive trucks.

My Dad had a big old Buick Roadmaster with a straight eight engine in it.
It would really roll down the road. Dad said it would pass anything on the
road except a gas station.

I have always liked Buicks, and have had at least a half dozen of them.
Still have one, a LaSabre. A grandpa's car.

I taught my grand-daughter and grand-son to drive in my old 82 Chevy
pickup. Here is a picture.
 

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A Meyers Manx dune buggy, based on a 1965 VW if I recall. I learned to drive off road at age 14. It was a good way to learn to drive a stick shift and also how to control a car sliding around on dirt roads. I was a better than average driver by the time I turned 16 and got my license.
 
Two vehicles, a 66 Ford F100 with a 240 6 and 3 on the tree.

The second was much more refined, a 67 Mustang 289 automatic.

I loved that old truck. It would likely make 70 mph downhill with a strong tail wind, but at 13 or 14 it was freedom!
 
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I learned on a 1979 chevy pickup. Straight 6 with a 3-spd on column. No AC or power steering. A stepside, but a longbed stepside. Dad bought it new, but it was just a ranch truck, really.

He told me if I could learn to drive that, I could drive anything. He was right.

I drove that thing everywhere and could park it in a shoebox. I learned a lot more in that truck, and miss it sometimes.
 
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I started in my dad's orange 1970 Chevy pickup, on logging roads up in Alaska, when I was 13. When we moved back down south the next year, I continued my training in my mom's little yellow Datsun. I can't remember the model, but I think it was a B210. Oddly enough, I didn't test for my license until I was 20. My parents said I'd need to quit a few of my bad habits before driving their car by myself, and since I discovered just how easy it was to hitchhike (this WAS the 70's!), I didn't really see the need. I taught my sister to drive in a big '73 Delta 88, and when we drove past the high school, she would make me duck out of sight!
 
69 Opel GT w/1900cc engine. Goodrich T/A's, Koni shocks, fiberglass front spoiler. Found an Opel intake manifold that took 2 carbs, begged, borrowed and swindled 2 Weber carbs. Opel GT's had been out of production for a few years and aftermarket vendors were closing out those parts. So I was able to get a header and low resistance exhaust cheap and different sway bars and harder bushings.

Car would do over 130 and still get 35MPG at 60 mph! Best handling car I ever drove. On snow and ice, it loved to be slid and drifted.
 
1965 Impala SS, maroon with black tuck n roll vinyl, 396 and a 4 speed. My Dad had a great sense of humor. My Mom? Not so much!
 
Dad used let me drive 67 Impala Station wagon think it was 307 powerglide . Dad also taught me to shift and float gears 70's Dodge stake bed truck. He would have grounded me for life if knew I drove around the block while he was out of town. Driving school was Chrysler K car first car by myself was 74 Impala, dad noticed right rear tire worn more than others
 
First car I drove was my late grandfathers 1967 Rambler American two door sedan. I was 12, Dad let me drive it around the yard and the local farm lanes. The lack of power steering made it a good learning experience.

When I got my permit Dad insisted I had to drive a stick first, so I started learning in Dad's 1976 F100. The clutch was failing, Dad would occasionally have to use a long blade screwdriver to help get me in or out of 3rd gear. That didn't last to long, a drunk hit Dad on the way home from work and totaled the truck.

Most of my learning to drive was in Mom's 1985 Crown Vic. I loved that car. Power steering, power brakes and a 302 V-8. Early on a guy cut in front of me on the highway. I slammed on the power brakes and turned the wheel at the same time. Did a beautiful 180 degree spin. I can still picture it now. Dad was totally unfazed, when we came to a stop he just said "well, get it pointed in the right direction". I took my driving test in the Vic.
 
When I first got my learners permit I drove a 64 Chev station wagon or a 64 VW Beetle. I don't remember which came first.
I first steered a 54 Lincoln Continental at the age of 5, coincidentally both mine and the cars age. I went down the rows of hay while my 7 yr old brother and dad threw bales on a low trailer. He had disconnected the gas pedal, turned up the idle and wired a block to the brake pedal. He later told me it was the only thing we owned that had an automatic transmission.
I didn't drive a clutch until I was 8 either a 1935 Dodge 2 ton or an Allis Chalmers tractor, I don't recall which.
I started my kids on a clutch 1/2 ton extended cab pickup in the hills when they were 12 and 14. Taught my wife to drive a clutch when she was 22.
 
I learned to drive on a International Farm All BN tractor. 3 speed trans, throttle lever on the steering column clutch and left brake on the left side of the shift lever right brake on the right side. I guess I was 13-14 years old and was driving a 1 1/2 stake truck dodge. four speed with a granny 1st gear. First car was a 1950 dodge with a semi auto transmission. Farm kids learn early to drive.
 
I learned to drive with farm tractors at 5 years years old and then by 10 years old was driving a Chevrolet cattle truck. First car was my dad's 62 thunderbird.

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