I was in the middle of six kids with brothers all around me, so I hardly ever got into “trouble”. The middle brother did all the time. When I was 16, my dad let me drive his T-bird to a football game, and I forgot my pom-poms. He trailed me to give them to me, and I was going about 90 mph, and he was pretty PO’d, and took the T-bird away, but not until the next day : ) He never “trusted” me with it, for another month or so..... : )
Fun, fun, fun...til your daddy took the T - Bird away!