I learned in a little Hillman Minx, probably about a '57 that Dad bought when he had a commute to school about 50 miles away. He overheard me telling the guys at school "...it'd be easy to drive..." and decided it was time for a lesson. Four speed column shift, he drove out of town on a back road, we traded places and he pointed out the ditches on both sides of the road and said, "Don't hit 'em, let's go." It was a cool day, and we drove for about an hour, including back home, and I was soaking wet with nervous sweat by the time we got back.