I started taking driving lessons when i was 17, at the same time dad put me as a named driver on the family car. He must have had a lot of patience, on our first trip out together i turned out of a t junction and there was a car parked opposite, i didnt apply nearly enough turn and dad had to grab the wheel to avoid a collision. 

Another time Dad came to collect me and a friend from college so i could drive home, poor dad had to then listen to me blasting my rap music all the way home. I can still remember it now, i got 5 on it by the luniz.