Dads Share Their Biggest “Don’t Tell Your Mother About This” Moments

Here is a dad who doesn’t mind taking his own life in his hands, along with the life of his son and all of their neighbors. Look, I was sixteen once. I remember learning to drive; I remember getting my license. And I remember I wasn’t very good at it at first because I was really new to the activity, and I didn’t have the experience necessary to make good decisions and react quickly to problems, and I had the slightly dumb brain of a sixteen-year-old.

So encouraging a brand-new driver, just sixteen years old, to drive really fast through a neighborhood just sounds like an accident waiting to happen. At least we can assume he didn’t kill any pedestrians, or otherwise, this writer probably wouldn’t be telling this story quite so jovially.