By today'Smodern standards, I'm a pervert - I do not like to drive, and I do not enjoy travelling by car. Never liked it. And the freedom thing - I feel freed again once I can leave that tin can I was imprisoned in.

Never understood that fetish over cars. To me, they are just a tool that I hate to need in an according situation, like you also do not like needing to use a gun in self-defence.

The erotic appeal of the right after-shave. The whiter-than-white washing washing powder. The better-thanbest tooth paste. The freedom of the wide, wide world when powning the right car. Yeah, sure, I believe it. Everyday I see the tin-lindworm on the streets in the morning, and in the late evening. :O:

Car has a sense of freedom, which few vehicles can deliver today, :sunny:

Never had a motorbike then?

Motorbike, also yes :DL

Tennis as well :O:

:o :haha:

:salute:

I just got my licence at 18 and I can say that driving is not that much fun, I find it stressful. Stay in your lane, dont go fast, watch your blindspots, I trust you but not the other drivers, fill the tank so I can take it later, insurance is do this week, I blew a tire you need a new one (these are all things my parents have told me). Only time I drive is when i'm going to my three jobs to pay for a car. Freedom would be nice but I feel like I will never get it behind the wheel, or on the ground for that matter.

"due" :sunny:

-raises hand-
20, grew up driving International, Case, Farmall...etc, Cars jsut became faster tractors.
And then I made them faster tractors :D

My 95 Olds cutlass was practically a rumrunner. no backseats, scanner, CB, radar... polished ports, new and quiet exhaust, complete sleeper and boy I loved it. Kid I sold it to has no idea what he actually got.

The rolling hills of NW Illinois was an excelent place to learn how to race...and avoid deer.

I hate to sound like a bitter grumpy old man (which I am) but, Welcome to being an adult. It is down hill from now. :up:

:D

Yes, i'm quickly learning that growing old sucks, even at the ripe old age of 18. :shifty:

How does it feel to know that the best times of your life are probably behind you? :D

Nah, Life gets better the older you get. It just gets better in different ways. :yep:

Oh yeah. Hearing your kids call you "daddy" is one of the best things ever. Age doesn't really hit you until they start complaining about feeling old.

Or, as my dad said when I complained about my elder daughter turning 21, "Let me tell you a secret. People in their seventies really don't appreciate listening to children in their fifties whine about feeling old."

I still get a huge kick out of the way my son ends his emails to me when he's away at sea....totally different to the way he talks to you in person :sunny: