Then you're screwed

When Andrew was 13 I let him drive my car on our lawn, all of about 10 feet and at 0 miles per hour. This was his first time behind the wheel, and when you are 13, this is pretty cool, now that Andrew is 17 and with a license of his own, well you know. But Andrew learned to drive in Florida where a speed bump is a mountain. The rolling hills of Connecticut seem to require continuing education classes for young drivers.