1. If this had happened to me when I was 16, I’d have the rear tires spinning as I went out the driveway sideways, leaving everyone standing there—and I’m not even a fan of the car.
2. This kid apparently has far more self-restraint than I had when I was 16, but this still doesn’t strike me as a great idea. Ideally, this is the last we’ll hear of this story (i.e., no accidents or whatever), but I still suspect the dad will be replacing the rear tires in about 1,000 miles or so.
3. I was a spoiled child, but when I turned 16, I didn’t get a car as a present. I had to get a job, and then pay for my first car myself. It made me appreciate it that much more. There’s something to be said for that, and—assuming I have kids—I wouldn’t get them anything near that nice, even if I had the money. But that’s just me.
