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Boy, 6, drives car to school

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I would have loved to have done that when I was a kid!

http://news.uk.msn.com/odd-news/article.as...mentid=12568165

Boy, 6, drives car to school A six-year-old boy who missed the school bus tried to drive to lessons in his family's car and crashed. Police said the boy took the keys to his family's 2005 Ford Taurus and started toward school while his mother was asleep at their home in Virginia. He ran off the road several times before hitting an embankment and telegraph pole but escaped with minor injuries.
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:D :D I wasn't that young but I remember borrowing a pick-up as a 12-year-old. I was hitch-hiking home from Great Yarmouth to Leicester and things hadn't gone that well.

My pal and I found ourselves somewhere between Long Sutton and Spalding in the middle of the night. We were freezing cold, there wasn't a soul about on the road and we looked around for somewhere to sleep.

The pick-up I saw was unlocked and seemed perfect, even more so when I noticed the keys were still in it (as was often the case nearly 50 years ago). I drove it across to Stamford and, with petrol running low, turned into a car park, had two hours kip, then left a note to the owner saying thank you, that I'd trust the guy found his van undamaged and that we were very grateful for it having a good, working, heater. :whistle::D

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:D :D I wasn't that young but I remember borrowing a pick-up as a 12-year-old. I was hitch-hiking home from Great Yarmouth to Leicester and things hadn't gone that well.

My pal and I found ourselves somewhere between Long Sutton and Spalding in the middle of the night. We were freezing cold, there wasn't a soul about on the road and we looked around for somewhere to sleep.

The pick-up I saw was unlocked and seemed perfect, even more so when I noticed the keys were still in it (as was often the case nearly 50 years ago). I drove it across to Stamford and, with petrol running low, turned into a car park, had two hours kip, then left a note to the owner saying thank you, that I'd trust the guy found his van undamaged and that we were very grateful for it having a good, working, heater. :whistle::D

Hahaha thats brilliant! What were you doing there in the first place?

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Hahaha thats brilliant! What were you doing there in the first place?

No idea, really. We might have gone train spotting. It was the sort of thing lots of us did in those days but I'd travel all over the country, bunking the sheds, trawling the scrap yards, getting rides in the things and all sorts. Mum said I'd disappear for days. What social services would ever say now I can't imagine.

On one trip to Inverness the only place we found to sleep for a couple of days was in an arcade using flaps that covered traders windows but which could be lowered to form a table for displaying goods.

We discovered the value of cardboard as a means of keeping warm but it was still parky so eventually we sneaked into the station and started spending the night in the carriages (the station being a terminus).

A policeman found us and chucked us out but in the end I persuaded him we meant no harm and he agreed that we could kip in the carriages so long as we were out of both them and the station before 6am.

It meant we could upgrade to first class so long as we left as we found! :D

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No idea, really. We might have gone train spotting. It was the sort of thing lots of us did in those days but I'd travel all over the country, bunking the sheds, trawling the scrap yards, getting rides in the things and all sorts. Mum said I'd disappear for days. What social services would ever say now I can't imagine.

On one trip to Inverness the only place we found to sleep for a couple of days was in an arcade using flaps that covered traders windows but which could be lowered to form a table for displaying goods.

We discovered the value of cardboard as a means of keeping warm but it was still parky so eventually we sneaked into the station and started spending the night in the carriages (the station being a terminus).

A policeman found us and chucked us out but in the end I persuaded him we meant no harm and he agreed that we could kip in the carriages so long as we were out of both them and the station before 6am.

It meant we could upgrade to first class so long as we left as we found! :D

I want to grow up in the 50s and 60s

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No idea, really. We might have gone train spotting. It was the sort of thing lots of us did in those days but I'd travel all over the country, bunking the sheds, trawling the scrap yards, getting rides in the things and all sorts. Mum said I'd disappear for days. What social services would ever say now I can't imagine.

On one trip to Inverness the only place we found to sleep for a couple of days was in an arcade using flaps that covered traders windows but which could be lowered to form a table for displaying goods.

We discovered the value of cardboard as a means of keeping warm but it was still parky so eventually we sneaked into the station and started spending the night in the carriages (the station being a terminus).

A policeman found us and chucked us out but in the end I persuaded him we meant no harm and he agreed that we could kip in the carriages so long as we were out of both them and the station before 6am.

It meant we could upgrade to first class so long as we left as we found! :D

:D :D

i lost count of the nights i had to sleep out , after hitch hiking my way to an away game and finding out it was much harder to get lifts on saturday evening than it was on saturday morning . it's amazing how innovative you can get on cold january nights :D :D

i rember there were quite a few of us that used to meet at the M1 slip road at narborough road , there were a few girls who used to do too , i remember one pair of corkers who were nearly always there ( always got the lift first )

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:D :D

i lost count of the nights i had to sleep out , after hitch hiking my way to an away game and finding out it was much harder to get lifts on saturday evening than it was on saturday morning . it's amazing how innovative you can get on cold january nights :D :D

i rember there were quite a few of us that used to meet at the M1 slip road at narborough road , there were a few girls who used to do too , i remember one pair of corkers who were nearly always there ( always got the lift first )

Did she get 'em out? :cool:

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