What is the problem with children driving cars. Where I grew up as soon as you could reach the pedals you could drive. Given it was in a 40 acre of nothing field where the only thing you could hit a lone corn stalk. I was driving a really old shitty Caprice ex-cop car at 10 (2005). I recall my dad setting up hay bales as “traffic cones”. The 40 acre sand box also taught me how to do great doughnuts, and how to drift.