When I was a sophomore or junior in high school I was just sixteen and couldn't yet drive. That summer I was carpooling with two of my good friends to crew practice every day at 5 am. One day, we got up at 5, as usual, but decided to skip practice. We drove to Utica (maybe an hour and a half away), got some Dunkin' Donuts, then drove back and went to work. To this day, it is one of the most fun things I have ever done.

EDIT: 1988 Plymouth Sundance. Standard, red paint, black interior, missing the back bumper.

Astro van.... 4 hour drive for burgers.
Disappointing burgers, action packed drive.