I guess I was lucky. My dad sent me to a real driving school. Bob Bondurant I think. It was an advanced course, how to drive out of emergencies like debris on the freeway at speed. Or a skid, black ice etc. Maybe he slept better when I went out in the rain. Grandpa was a hunter, so before I got a .22 bolt action gun I had to pass an NRA hunter safety course. Parents had a small plane on a “lease back” deal with a school. So I took the FAA test and flew as a student when I could. All of these things are not for the irresponsible. The sum of all that was I learned that education and training made fun, dangerous if abused activity accessible. Safe enough.

But am I the only guy that hates back up cameras because they make you look the wrong way to back up?