Your parents got you a PORSCHE at FIFTEEN??? Were they trying to kill you??
No wonder it had only liability, trying to insure a teen for a car like that must have been brutal.
Right? I have no idea what they were thinking honestly. Though it was not fast it was still easy to get it sideways but also taught me some car control early on. I'd load my friends up in the back and the passenger seat and we'd go rally driving on a gravel/dirt road around the city lake I lived close to. It almost ended up in the lake on... a couple of occasions. I think it was my dad wanting to re-live his love of cars and passing it down to me. I learned to drive on it and then took my driver's test in my mom's 95 Ford Windstar minivan.
2 days after I got my driver's license, while following a train of cars to the gym at the park for football practice I drifted it around a corner where everyone did the same. I ended up doing a 180 and ended with the rear right wheel popped up over the curb and in someone's yard. That could have fucked the transaxle royally.
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