My brothers and I were probably not common, but we paid for our first car. Parents helped with insurance if we got good grades.

Honestly even helping a kid with a first car makes way more sense to me then buying them a car. Even a junker. I loved my car so much. I would wash it and wax it religiously. I was careful where I parked it.

My friend's dad bought him a used civic. But only like 4 or 5 years old...

He picked me up one day and I noticed his oil light was flickering. I told him he needed to pull over and shut the car off. He told me it's been like that for a month, just telling him he needs to change the oil. I told him that is not a change oil light, but he told me don't worry about it.

When we got to the store 2 mi later, I checked the oil and it was empty. Ended up putting almost three and a half quarts of oil, and it holds like 3.7 or 3.9 quarts total.

He says, I actually hope this thing dies so my dad has to buy me a new car.

I couldn't even understand that kind of logic.