Good point WhatFurrer.
I often think back to my father, and wonder how the hell he raised 5 children. Growing up he had a very unique sports car called a Sunbeam Tiger. It was a car about the size of a MGB with a 289 V8. The thing would flat out HAUL ASS. Alas, I never got to drive it, two of my older brothers took care of that.
On four different occasions while the parents were out of town, they had decided to take it out and impress their friends (with keys they had made on the sly). Each time the car came back wrecked. The last time, dad was so upset he just sold the thing. Being the youngest, I RARELY got to drive mom or dads cars. Go figure.
