A trip down memory lane of fun vehicles and so many driving memories…
By Aaron Storms
As far back as I can remember, I was always fascinated with anything on wheels. Starting out with hand-me-down metal pedal cars, as a pint-sized driver I literally drove the wheels off them until the hard rubber tires started to peel off, then drove on the rims until those gave way too. Soon after came a long string of bicycles, from the not-so-cool bikes with training wheels, to my first new full-sized Schwinn bike with headlights. My dad helped me save coins until we had enough to buy it, and on my first day rode it on the sidewalk from the street and promptly into the side of the house – I couldn’t reach the brakes, and of course it was captured on 8mm video that the family had laughs about for years! For actual car driving, my dad would let me sit on his knee while I drove around the old country church when I was somewhere between 1st and 3rd grade – that was fun to steer, but I couldn’t reach the gas or brakes. Walking home from school each day, I would pass an old Army vehicle storage yard, and loved the little Willys flat-fender Jeep parked up front by the fence – I think that embedded something in my mind.
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