that still has you and your family laughing about it today?
When I was 3, my father and I went to the store. He left the keys in the car (it was a standard, also, he would always let me "crank" the car "up")...back then with a standard, you didn't have to use the clutch to start the car!
So, he left to go inside and get a paper. I decide that I want to crank the car "up"...
Needless to say, I did and the car SLOWWWWWWWLLLLLLLLYYYYY made its way THROUGH the glass doors of the store.
Luckily (major BLESSING), my cousin lived across the street, saw what was happening and pulled me out!
So everyone says I started driving at three,

but actually, I was 7. And I learned to drive with that SAME car!
[This message has been edited by AKA2D '91 (edited March 08, 2001).]