My Dad taught me to drive on a 1932 Chevy pickup, no power anything and the gear shift on the floor was almost as tall as I was. Funny thing about that was that my mother didn't know he did that. Found out by accident 20 years later but had a shit fit anyway even though we were both still alive.
Ah, no power steering, no power brakes, manual wind-up/wind-down windows. A fun drive on Lombardy St. in SF!
My Dad taught me to drive on a 1932 Chevy pickup, no power anything and the gear shift on the floor was almost as tall as I was. Funny thing about that was that my mother didn't know he did that. Found out by accident 20 years later but had a shit fit anyway even though we were both still alive.