Yup had a paper route and got tired of riding the bike delivering 300+ papers every day. Soooo.. I swiped dad's 39 Chevy and drove it around delivering papers. darn car broke down all the time so I learned real quick how to get her running again before Dad got up @ 5:30 in the morning. I'd get the papers in a bag and start the car rolling down the street and I'd run to the houses delivering the papers and then at the end of the street jump in the rolling car and load up again, cut my delivery time in half. Thinking back on it I was just plain crazy for doing that but it worked for 2 years until I turned 16 and then had saved up enough money to buy my first car.
(I really thought I was getting over on Dad) but it seems like he knew all along and never said anything until I was 30 or so and let it slip that that darn Chevy never ran good until I started delivering papers, of course when I got my car he traded it in on a new 66 caddy convertible and I never found those key's EVER!
