Not me...
The dairy farmer down the road cut the back end flat and built a truck bed on it when the war started and his old truck crapped out...
He let my younger brother and I drive it all around the pastures when I was 10... Eventually he gave it to me knowing that I was close to 12 soon and would be able to get my drivers license...
As a freshman in HS, I drove it 26 miles to school... The muffler was gone so it sounded like a firetruck... Girls would not date me unless I borrowed my Mother's car... She always said "No"...
Did it resemble this one? (coincidentally sitting out in a cornfield)
