I'm suspicious of all who learned to drive in vans. My awesome vehicles included the late-'80s Camry that the driver's school psychos owned (dual brakes, yeah!)--this was paid for by working with stoners in a restaurant on weekends. They'd s-canned driver's ed when I was in high school.
The license test came on my third car, a '77 Mercury Capri with a completely powerless 2.3 four-cylinder/four-speed stick. I had to buy the car (washed a lot of dishes) to really teach myself how to drive, while my brother gave me tips on using a stick. The Capri was preceded by a '79 Celica and an '80 V6 Mustang, neither of which had the stuff for DMV exposure.
These cars were not deserving of film (this experience pre-dated digital cameras).
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