I lived in Hawaii in 1961 and I got my drivers license when I was 15.
Wanting my own car after asking to use my folks '58 Chevy Nomad and being told to get a job and buy your own .

So every day during the summer I'd get up at 0430 and put on combat boots some heavy duty multi layer long sleeve shirt. Leather gloves and steel mesh goggles and head out to pick pineapples for Dole.
It was Hot dressed up like that and I'd always come home with lots of needle marks from the sharp pointy leaves that would some how make it through the many layers I had on.
It was hard work but I always had one thought in my mind --my own cool set of wheels.
I saved every penny and just before high school started in the fall I bought a
1954 Dodge Royal Red Ram 2 door sedan- hemi V-8 auto transmission.
two tone blue with big white walls.
I polished and waxed that car every weekend
I was the first kid in my class to have his own car.
Back when a gallon of gas was 25 cents.
I sold it for more than I bought it for when we left for the main land
($750)
those were some good times
hank