Kids and Cars

"Dad, can I borrow the car?"

"Sure son, take the Corolla."

"C'mon, that thing's stupid. Let me take Mustang."

"Son, you know that '67 Mustang is my pride and joy. I spent years perfectly restoring it and it's finally in car show condition."

"I know, that's why I want to show it to my friends at Starbucks. "

"Uh....I don't know, you've only been driving for a few months and I know how teenagers drive."

"Dad, relax; I'll take the side streets; What could possibly happen?"

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Somehow, this kid ended up smashing into a stone and morter column after "losing control" while making a right turn in a residential street with a 35 MPH speed limit. Instead of writing him a ticket, I decided to let him call Dad and tell him to come and get him. The picture doesn't do justice to the mint conditing this fully restored classic car was in.