Redneck Review

Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Driving the $300 Car : #1 Redneck thing to do on summer vacation.

Friday was the last day of school for my kids. They had to go
with me yesterday for part of my teacher's workday, so today
is their first full day of summer vacation.

#2 son is happy to lie around and play GameBoy all day, with
Cartoon Network playing in the background. #1 son is a bit
more ambitious. He has read a Popular Science magazine,
played GameBoy, downloaded a program to make his computer
look like it is running Longhorn (he already has one that makes
it look like a Mac), and has driven his (yes, his) $300 car. Oh,
and we all played some basketball: sons against Mom. I won.
Woohoo! I can beat a 10-year-old and a 7-year-old in a game
of basketball on a 7-foot goal. I'm quite the athlete!

Now getting back to this car business...if you have read this blog
before, you might be familiar with the $300 car. It was the star
of my April 25 blog, currently in the April Archives. My husband
bought this junky car, and then decided he needed another junky
car. Because that's what rednecks do...we buy numerous junky
cars instead of one new car. So he said he would give the $300
car to #1 son. Who is 10 years old.

I thought he meant that when the boy was 16, he could have the
car. Oh, no, no. He meant now. So he taught the boy how to
drive this 1996 Toyota Tercel 4-speed manual transmission that
is currently running on two cylinders. It's not like he could get
hurt. He always straps on his seatbelt (he's a little bit of a nerd,
not a redneck.) As the boy says, the car won't go out of second
gear. He only gets to drive it around the yard. OK, so it's
a six-acre yard. He ran out of gas yesterday evening. He says
that's because Dad was riding with him.

Yesterday Grandma picked them up from school so they didn't
have to annoy me all day while I was trying to check out of both
my school buildings for the summer. She said she had quite a
time. She sat on the porch with a walkie-talkie. #1 son had one
in the car with him, and #2 had one in the house with him. They
would call if they wanted her. We are technology-friendly
rednecks. #1 would call her as he drove by to see if his signal
lights were working. He is very safety-conscious. He took her
for a ride, and demanded that she put on her seatbelt. Oh, and
she had to ride in the back seat. They took out the passenger
seat because it was too ripped up, and the Porche seats they
were going to put in it didn't bolt down.

My boy loves his car. He told his 4th-grade buddies that he
could drive a stick. "Hey, Mom! A fourth of our class says
can drive a stick too!"

It must be a redneck thing...teaching 10-year-olds to drive.


  • At 12:26 AM, Blogger Rebecca said…

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  • At 12:27 AM, Blogger Rebecca said…

    I got taught how to drive when I was 7 years old. My dad once got me to drive from Lake Eldon to Melbourne, towing a boat, I was 12 at the time. He was feeling sick, it was only about 180 miles, and most of it was at the 65mph limit.

  • At 2:52 PM, Blogger Hillbilly Mom said…

    Hey Rebecca, I'm glad we're separated by an ocean! 12-year-olds driving 65 mph and towing boats--and people think REDNECKS are crazy!

  • At 5:23 PM, Blogger Rebecca said…

    Hi Hillbilly Mom,
    That kind of crazy thing doesn't happen too much these days. When I was young, there was no speed limits in non built up areas (this is still the case in the Northern Territory), no need to wear seat belts, and there was no maximum blood alcohol content limit.
    If you do visit me, you will be safe though. I am licenced to drive cars, motorbikes, trucks, buses, boats, forklifts, Elevated Work Platforms, Bobcats, and soon trains. I don't know which licence I will go for next, but it should be fun either way.

  • At 8:55 PM, Blogger Hillbilly Mom said…

    WooHoo, Rebecca. You are a regular Sigourney Weaver from Aliens! Maybe you can get a license to drive one of those loader things like she did. We have a lot of gravel roads out here around the Hillbilly Home, so we keep the boy on them and off the blacktop.
    From behind, it looks like a car with no driver, because his head doesn't come up over the seat.


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