My Dads Car

 

This web site is for the purpose of collecting stories about the experiences of guys and girls borrowing their Dad's car. We have all heard stories of our friend's exploits with their dad's car, and this is an opportunity to tell your story. We would welcome you to submit your story, and it doesn't have only to be about your dad's car, if you have another crazy story involving fun and destruction of an automobile.

We, at mydadscar.com, will maintain an ever changing feature story of the week, and still others may be selected for print in an up coming book "Shit guys did to their dad's car". Use the home page and follow the instructions to submit your story. You must agree to the Waiver of Copyright in order to submit a story, and we reserve the right to edit gross infractions of good grammer, (such as, "Shit guys did to their dad's car")

The idea for the book was conceived about ten years ago while on a trip with a friend to go waterskiing. My friend had just bought his boat, and the trip to the reservoir was a long, hot one, not made shorter by the combined effect of it being the 4th of July and the whole of the holiday traffic being held to the snail’s pace of an enormous houseboat towed by an early seventies clunker station wagon.

As the successive bunches of frustrated, holiday drivers braved the passing lanes, we talked and laughed of the foolery we’d witnessed behind the wheel. We peeled off the years of our own existences, and recollected our many stories and those of our friends, and there emerged the theme. Many of the stories and experiences coincided with the youngest, first driving years, and so the idea of My Dad’s Car was born.

Since that day, I don’t know if any man, and a very few women, has not had their stories to tell. I’ve heard more than a few guys say that they couldn’t tell their stories until their dad was dead! Several guys have even said that they would love to tell their stories, but that they themselves would have to remain anonymous in order that their unknowing parents wouldn’t recognize them! It’s evident from all the response that I’ve had that perhaps this has even uncovered a hitherto unknown Rite of Passage; that our automobile driven society has within it created some juvenile obsession with demonstrating an irreverence for our oppressing parent’s prize possession…the family car!

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