I moved to Cardiff when I was 17 and never needed a car. When I came to L.A. for my first job there, I needed a car, so I had to pass my driving test.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I never had a car in high school, and I never had a car in college. I wasn't much of a run-around.
I grew up on the back of a motorcycle - my dad didn't have a car until I was a teenager.
I got told by pretty much everyone I knew that, if I'm going to be out in L.A., working, you need a car. So I was thinking, I'm going to try and not get a car, just because I'm a contrarian that way.
When I moved out of London 13 years ago, I found a whole other reason not to drive. This was because my new husband Dan, unlike my dad, did drive, and this became a great source of fun and adventure.
I have a driver's licence, but the truth is that I hardly ever drive. I prefer to get around by taxi.
I've been driving since I was 19 years old.
One of the first things a British visitor to Southern California discovers is that he must have a car. Freeways. Bad public transport. I took driving lessons.
I didn't grow up with a lot of money, so my mom didn't have random money to buy me a car, and I didn't have money to have a car unless I worked, so I didn't get a car until I got my first job at 18.
I got a car when I was 16. I didn't even have a driver's license.
I still don't have a car. I still travel by public transport. I take autos to travel to and fro for recordings.