That's the way it's always happened for me. when I was 16 I didnt have no girlfriend and I got a 68 Tempest convertible, the first night I had that car I had three chicks with me in it.
My dating life improved greatly when I got my first car. Life got more expensive, as well.
Yep, and yep.
More fun too though!
I already had a lot of freedom by the time I got my license. I was 16, but I'd been a private/prep school for years by then. It was coed and largely a place for fuckups in one way or another, even though it was considered pretty posh and had a good reputation.
Older students could have a car on campus and pretty much had free run so long as they were there for classes and back in bed by curfew. Even then, they would be pretty lax about curfew. The school is very different today, but when I went it was pretty lax.
In short, I was already having a pretty good time when I got my license. It was even better afterwards! My memory says my first car at the school was a Ford van. I paid like $200 for it, but it actually ran and drove well enough. If I'd known more about mechanical work I'd have had it longer. Maybe... It was also handy for moving musicians around.
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