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It was the first summer I had my driver’s license. My aunt let me borrow her silver Cadillac. My sister, cousin and I bounced into the car. We were going to the movies.
As we drove, our arm loosely draped out of the open windows, we turned the radio up and sang along at the top of our voices.
Highway to the Danger Zone.
We were going to see the best summer movie EVER.
I feel the need…the need for speed!
That’s right. We were going to see Top Gun.
While the silver Cadillac didn’t accelerate using g-forces, that sense of freedom on a warm summer night was exhilarating.
And I knew how to drive.
Do you remember when you first got your driver’s license? Share a memory in the comments!
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Ah yes! Freedom! I remember it well. Daddy gave me his old 1972 Chevy pickup truck. I LOVED him. I named him "Pick".
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I've always wanted a red pickup! Don't ask me why! 😉
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It took me 3 tries — 3! — to pass my license test. Turns out I needed a new glasses prescription. lol
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Well, no wonder! I bet having new glasses helped with a lot of things! 😉
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I had my license in 2009 in Singapore and my US license last summer. The test here is definitely easier. I used to be nervous driving but now I enjoy it very much, but I need more confidence driving at night.
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Driving at night can be hard with all the bright lights! I'm glad you enjoy driving more than you used to, though. 🙂
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Awesome! Yes, I remember that night – but we just went bowling. 🙂
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Bowling is just as fun as the movies! 😉
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Loved your spin on driving. Growing up in a farming community in north Texas, driving was more a matter of fact than a rite of passage. I was driving to Trab's little country store to get bologna and cokes when I was ten or eleven. And I was a late driver. My oldest sis drove and parked the family's International Harvester tractor at five. Next oldest sis drove the family car to have it inspected when she was ten. Growing up in a farming community in the 40's and 50's made for a different life perspective.
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I grew up in a farming community, but not on a farm. I once saw a classmate driving a tractor past my house…and I must have been in the fifth grade. Moving to the suburbs definitely changed my perspective on driving. Learning how to merge onto a Chicago highway was nervewracking, especially since I had spent most of my growing up years in a town without a stoplight!
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Yes!! AWESOME!!
I remember the first solo driving trip I ever took. I went to pick up pizza at Balducci's my family had ordered for dinner. I felt so nervous and grown up at the same time. (I was mostly worried about parking without hitting anyone in the tiny lot!)
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I love that memory! Isn't is funny that something that is so easy now (picking up a pizza) was such a big deal when you were first driving? Thanks for sharing!
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I got my driver's license and took a bunch of colleagues out to the nearest city. I promptly started driving on the right side of the road, which caused my colleagues to start shrieking, since we were in England and they drive on the left side of the road! I mended my ways afterwards, but they might have been feeling a tad uncomfortable sitting in my car after that! 😉
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I would be terrified to drive in England. I would always be drifting over to the right!
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Your so good at painting the picture to a story with your words!
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Thanks, Debby!
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My parents started letting me drive when I was 14 years old as long as one of them was with me. When I finally got my license my parents had a humungous station wagon. At first it was embarrassing driving it around and then it was cool because I could pack all my friends inside and cruise around!
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There's definitely an advantage to having a big car! How fun!
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We used to take my 1972 Ford F100 out to Burley Road. . . a dirt road on the side of a paved road way out in the rural sticks. We pumped the music, and zigzagged dangerously around on the dirt, fishtailing, and spinning. Yep, typical stupid stuff that teenagers are wont to do. . .
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Ha, teen boys do that? I've never been in the car with someone who would drive so recklessly or do doughnuts on an icy parking lot… cough, cough. 😉
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