The Lincoln Green Chronicle

My First Car and the Lessons Learned


Peter Pickering

3/23/20246 min read

The journey from adolescence to adulthood is marked by milestones that seem, at the time, monumental. For me, that defining moment came at seventeen, after a year of yearning for the independence that seemed just out of reach. Restricted to tractors, motorcycles, and the unappealing option of three-wheeled cars — the latter quickly dismissed due to their glaring lack of dignity — I longed for true freedom. The stage for this transformative chapter was set in Stratford-on-Avon, a town as steeped in history as I was in impatience, awaiting my driving test in my father’s stylish Ford Zephyr.