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Originally Posted by Lazy
 From over here it sounds a lot like you do not already have enough money losing projects yet and are looking forward to creating yourself another, even bigger one. Turning the keys for that investment quality 442 Olds over to a high schooler could turn into your very own personal pot-hole in the road where bushels of your money could easily get sucked down into the depths of. ANY high performance car, especially a Classic American Muscle Car that can still perform anywhere close to, or even better than, the level it originally could is far more car than is needed to commute a student to school, Libraries, dates, or anywhere else he/she would need or want to get to.
Never mind loosing the money that you pour into the car, imagine loosing the money spent on any property damages and/or personal injurys, court fines, lawyers, doctors, hospitals, bail, towing, impound fees, etc.
Younger or even multiple drivers, if they are even within the realms of possibility with some underwriters, can typically double or triple the amount of the policy's premiums.
I recommend getting the kid a decommissioned patrol car from your nearest sheriff's department auction. Let him get acclimated to controlling a performance car in something with a maintenance history, is relatively inexpensive so as to be disposable once it becomes severely wrinkled.
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I don't intend on being mean but honestly how old are you? How long has it been since you've been in high school? My car turns heads no matter where I'm going but it really gets attention when I'm pulling into my high school parking lot. At 17, my car is one of the most important things in my life and I gotta tell you, driving a car that most grown men dream about is a hell of a feeling. A bad day is one smokey burnout away from being turned around into a great day. I drive my 1970 442 everyday despite the terrible gas mileage. However, I was never handed keys. I had to work my butt off to get where I'm at. At the same time your statement, although extreme, does hold some truth. I beat the hell out of my first car a 1965 Chevy Impala SS. Granted I picked it up for only four grand, it was just a small block 327 and I still found ways to get into trouble with it. Now, my 455 packs a whole lot of power, but with that comes a whole lot of respect and responsibility too. You're absolutely right, a muscle car for at my age isn't necessary, but it's awesome!
