I got my license to drive when I was 16. I flunked the written and driving test the first time around but later came back and passed it. I was legally allowed to take control of an internal combustion engine powered 1.7 ton motorized 4 wheeled vehicle on any street in this country and any other country of the world that recognizes it. Again, I was only 16 and a sophomore in highschool and still I watched Tom and Jerry whenever I had the chance. I still had Star Wars action figures and comic books. I rode my bike where ever I had to go even though I did have my license. I'd rather play football than talk on the phone. I'd play games with my friends until the sun went down. I'd oil my mitt as often as I could. When I was 16.
My eldest daughter is 16 on the 23rd.
I wonder how she is doing and I hope she is happy as I was when I was 16. I really do hope so. I hope she's working on getting her license and I hope she's keeping at least one foot in the sandbox. She's sixteen.
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