I don’t know about you, but I remember desperately wanting to be able to drive right up until I was fifteen years old and I got my learner’s permit. I thought about it a lot–how fun it would be, how much freedom I would have, how my trusty old bike would probably get rusty from disuse. About a month after getting my permit, I desperately wanted my license and to drive on my own without supervision. But I’m omitting a month there, during which an unexpected thing happened. I realized that driving was stupid and awful and it sucked and I hated it and I’d never do it, so just forget it!