I remember the days of learning to drive all too vividly.  I'm so glad I'm past that now!

My family, specifically my dad, is not the most serious person you'll ever meet. When it came to teaching me how to drive, well it was interesting to say the least. I was waiting for him to come out for our first lesson and when he did, he had a bike helmet on with elbow pads.  I knew then this wouldn't be good.

My mom took over teaching me and I finally go to the point where I was ready to take my test.  I went to Plymouth, which is a driving course, and failed because I turned the wrong way down a one way street.  I tried again and failed because I couldn't parallel park properly.  You know what they say, the third time is a charm.  I went to Cambridge and I passed!

While working with my sister last night, I decided to give some of the test components a try.  I can still parallel park but you'll have to take my word for it. Check out my backing in to a parking space skills!

 

 

How many times did you take your test? Why'd you fail it?

 

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