When I were younger and I first passed I was fortunate to be given the opportunity to drive my dads car (a relatively new mondeo at the time). I had so much bad luck with the thing including:
-sliding on ice at 30mph into the kerb and mashing his brand new alloys.
-reversing out of my GF's drive and putting the front wing into the hedge thus removing the wing mirror and denting the wing.
-reversing into a small post and putting a long crack in the length of the rear bumper.
My dad was so fed up with me destroying his car he bought me a nice little Peugeot 205 to smash up instead. As soon as I got it I managed to swing it onto the bottom of the drive and into the rear of his mondeo with the corner of my rather sollid bumper. This finished off the huge crack I had put in his rear bumper previously and also finished off his anger (for rage) at my school boy driving