by Punctilious » Tue Jul 12, 2011 8:22 pm
I had 10 driving lessons, 1 for each week.
My instructor was an old man and he called me a woman every time I did something wrong. Oh how we laughed.
I passed my driving test, first time. Theory was easy.
I think I fluked it though because I spoke to the examiner all the way through the driving test and I think I managed to distract him quite a bit because I didn't get marked down for some mistakes (Forgetting to look in the correct places when driving around an island, indicating, and reversing. Scraping the curb lightly as I parked).
I feel as though I got really lucky, and I appreciate it.
All I need to do now is buy a car, woo.
"Religion? Isn't that like, santa or something?"