Not a my parents house! If mom and dad were away, the neighbors would have let them know we had the car out before we could get back home with it. We lived in that neighborhood from the time I was in 6th grade, and Mom lived there up until last year. Nothing happened near that house mom and dad didn't know about, and my sisters and I all knew that. Wasn't a good plan to do something dumb. and an even worst plan not to come clean when questioned.
After I bought my own car, going home one evening, I slid on slippery pavement (may have been going a little fast) and broke off a stop sign post, about a 1/4 mile from home. Dad asked about that stop sign post when I got home! This was in a rural road and I swear, there was no one anywhere near there.
On the other hand, Dad pretty much gave me the keys for his 2nd car as soon as I got a job and could pay for gas and insurance. That 2nd car was a 64 Oldsmobile with a 394 4v, and dad kept it running like a top.
Was about the same deal with my kids. My wife and I was pretty well connected when our kids became teenagers. There wasn't much I didn't know about their escapades. It didn't take them long to figure that out either.