Driven to success
A reader writes: "In the mid 60s when I was 12, my parents had a farm on Highway 16 in Whenuapai. We grew veges and had 5 acres of strawberries. Our property was bounded by a dirt road on one side and a 200 metre main road
frontage.
"I was already driving our old Massey Ferguson at 10 and would regularly drive the tractor with its load of strawberries up the dirt road out onto the main highway and up to the front of the property where we had a roadside shop. It was always fun to take some of the pickers' kids, especially the girls on the trailer to show off!
"One day coming out of the dirt road on to the main road, a traffic police car went by and instantly turned around seeing this small lad driving a tractor and trailer with about six kids on the back. By that time, I was well inside our property. He came and gave my parents a good telling off.
"However, three years later, two days after my 15th birthday my dad takes me up to the local MOT office in Kumeū to sit my driving licence test and the same officer who saw me three years previously about the tractor is the examiner. I thought I was in for a tough time, but I passed. Phew. Another three years later on my 18th birthday, same again up to Kumeū and the same MOT officer is still there for my truck licence (HT). Again, I passed.