Well said, I gave my kids the slowest big hunk of American Iron I could find. I knew they would most likely have a few accidents before getting the hang of driving.
My father bought me a ‘70 LTD 4 door, said he was “wrapping my a$$ in as much car as he could because he didnt want to lose me”
We had two vehicles and the only one the kids, including me, got to drive was a Ford Econoline Van. None of us had an accident and the only two times I was allowed to drive the car was my Junior and Senior proms.
I was too scared to drive badly and get my driving privileges revoked by Mom and Dad. Being able to drive by myself to football and hockey practices was too good to screw up.