After School Lessons
I’m not yet 16 years old. All I have is a School Permit to drive.
Which means I can only legally transport myself to and from school. There’s some ambiguity about whether that includes school functions like sporting events I’m not directly participating in.
In my tight-knit Nebraska community, nobody cares much about the ambiguity as long as kids don’t abuse the privilege.
Not so in big city Yankton, South Dakota. If I want to fly the 1969 four-door Ford with it’s big 390 V8 across state lines, I need a pilot.