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Good morning ,yes I was 9 or 10 my dad tought me to drive the truck and camper out on the logging roads , his theory was if he ever got hurt he needed me to drive us out of the bush . Now I do remember being way younger than that and steering well I sat on his lap . And riding in the box with other kids good times ! God forbid you did that now
I used to sit on my dad's knee also. Probably 10 or around that. He'd only let me steer it in the country but it was at nighttime coming home from friends house.