Awww, poor baby. I was born in '47, and we never had a car...ever. I think I bought my first used car when I was around 32, after I divorced my adulterer husband. My oldest son bought a brand new car before me.
Well, I was born in ‘48 so we’re not that much apart timewise. We had cars, and in fact, I had been driving since I was ten. Started out driving a tractor on my grandparent’s farm, plowing and bush hogging. Then taught myself to drive in an old work truck my family had. We lived in the woods of south Alabama and there were plenty of logging/fire roads around to practice on, bouncing off the trees and learning to shift gears
That’s what made it so frustrating. I could drive and could pass the test with no problem. But I just wasn’t old enough.