Eh, it can't be helped. Kids will be kids, and the more you tell them not to do it, the more they will. Looking back at my teenage years, I can't believe how stupid I was, but I think we all go through it. All you can do is pray they make it through alive, in one piece, with their brain still in their skull.

 

yes, but back "in our day" there weren't as many people on the roads. Kids will be Kids is a not a good excuse...having raised 3 sons, who had a cop for a Dad, they couldn't breath wrong without me knowing it. Their friends would come over, talk about their rides and how fast they were, and we would all joke about it. I reminded them before they left, in a town of 5K, there aren't many blue mustangs with white stripes, or orange camaros with white stripes, or yellow neons, etc...someone always knows who you are, and what you are doing...there weren't cells phones in " our day" that someone can report "street racin' " alone with your license #...and there certainly weren't as many cops in our day...so, do as my Dad taught me...have a nice ride, set on the local hang out, were ever that may be...when the time comes, go grudge racing at the local track...or go to test and tune night, and line up against your buddies...usually $25 bucks a good time...and I won't see you in my ER....good luck