Learning to drive

It’s difficult to conceive of someone not having a driver’s license

Personally I’d miss the spontaneity of hoping into the car and driving to the beach, the mountains, or just to take a spin along a lonely country road


Hotwater

 

I don't have one, and I agree.

I feel trapped.

But I also LOVE walking, and am a little afraid of getting lazy by driving.
But at the same time, it would be awesome to drive to the trails to go jogging, instead of having to walk my tired self back for a half hour.
I hurt my ankles a lot because of that...

 

Then you should make it your primary goal in life to get licensed up



Hotwater

 

Taught Myself To Drive On The Farm As Soon As I Could Reach The Pedals On

An Old 1926 Rugby Ute....

Got My Learners Permit At 16 And 9 Months, And Went For My Driving Test

On The Day I Turned 17...

I Was A Country Boy Who Had Never Driven In A Big City Before, So I Took

Two Driving Lessons At A Driving School Mainly Because I Wanted To Use Their Car

For The Test, As I Was In Boarding School And Didn't Own A Car.

Twas Friday Afternoon About 4.00pm In Peak Hour Traffic, When As We

Approached A 5 Ways Intersection *still the worst in sydney* The Tester

Pointed To A Road And Said Exit That One.

The Little Country Boy Executed The Manuvere To Perfection, To Be Told

I Really Knew What I Was Doing, And To Return To The Testing Station.:2thumbsup:.

*** Years Later Driving In The Big City Makes Me Nervous As S**T...



Cheers Glen.

 

Took the learner's course at 15 (I think) which every teen in the state of Ohio has to take. The instructor fudged on the time requirements (you have to have a certain amount of hours behind the wheel before you can take the exam) and I got to practice parallel parking ONE TIME with him. Seriously...once. As in, "back it into these cones...okay, not bad. That's enough"

Drove quite a bit with my Dad and older sister. Once with Mom, who grabbed the wheel about eight times during a five mile drive.

Got my license on the second attempt (fucking parallel parking) and then proceeded to wrap my 1978 Camaro around a telephone pole two weeks later. I don't remember how. One minute I was driving on the backside of our shitty little town and the next I was getting out of the car freaking out.

That's my one and only accident, aside from a couple of deer and a co-worker sliding on our ice rink parking lot into my truck.

 

I've noticed people's personalities really affect their driving.

 

I almost aced my driving test at 17, but I went around a corner at like 30mph and the instructor had to brace herself against the dash. She said I could have hit a baby stroller or something.

 

It's very easy to tell if a guy is an asshole by how he drives; very easy to tell if women are self-centered or ditzy.

If I was employer, I'd ask prospects to ride me on an errand =P

 

I learned ..and road tested in a 1981 diesel bj42 4 speed ....as an Australian you should know and respect what a bj42 is :2thumbsup:

 

Great Post, I Only Hope Thousands Of Employers Get To Read This.:2thumbsup::2thumbsup::2thumbsup::2thumbsup:



Cheers Glen.

 

I agree, but then again, I live in an area where a car is needed. I'd love to live in a big city where I could walk anywhere and not have to worry about getting gas and maintaining a vehicle. However, I'd be lost if I couldn't just go out gallivanting anytime I wanted.