I am learning to drive. In our family, we wait until we are 18 to get our driver's permit. This has worked out very nicely. I have my permit. I was so happy to get my permit, it provided me with a nice picture of myself to go in my wallet. I can also buy spray paint, and tylenol cold medicine should I need it. (smiling)
I have had some driving adventures. My mom is my teacher. I am a 'leadfoot' driver. But, now that I have taken my shoes off to drive, I can feel the pedal better. (my mom suggested this, she drives that way) I also have a problem braking and turning. I don't brake soon enough, or I hit the brakes too hard, and I make wide angle turns.
My dad's car has a Tach along with the speedometer. I did not know the difference for a while. My mom kept telling me to slow down in the parking lots, but the car never even went up to the 3. That is when my mom realized that I was not looking at the speedometer, but the tachometer. I have since corrected that slight oversight on my part. (giggling).
My mom's car has a performance motor in it. The car goes 30 mph without ever touching the gas pedal. She took me to the local airport one day to give me some practice in her car. With the car still in park, she told me to press as hard as I could on the brake pedal. She was quite shaken, literally, when the car began to quiver, shake and shift to one side. I had to learn exactly which pedal is the gas pedal, and which is the brake. I now know this. My dad wasn't thrilled to know that I floored the gas pedal in my mom's car... no one has ever been allowed to do that. I was the first, and probably the last. (sighing)
Once I got over that, mom told me to get driving. We went along a back road that was curvy, I passed an 18 wheeler, I had no problems. The next road was a 4 laned highway. I decided (well sort of) that mom really should try 'off road' riding, while I would do the 'off road' driving. It seems I got too close to the edge of the road, and it dipped off rather abruptly. I got back on the road, only to go back off the road, miss a metal sign, while keeping my foot firmly on the gas pedal. My mom is quite calm. No, really my mom is quite calm. She made me drive another three miles to Target. I was sooooooooooooo glad to get to Target, and out of the car.
I have driven my brother's car. I have a little trouble with his touchy brakes. But, I haven't been invited to drive his truck, yet. What about that house rule "When we have something nice to share, we share it??" Oh, I guess I do get to ride in the truck.
I am thinking I will keep my permit until its expiration date of 8/2014 :)
2 Kings 9:20
And the watchman told, saying, He came even unto them, and cometh not again: and the driving is like the driving of Jehu the son of Nimshi: for he driveth furiously.
Aimée "Leadfoot" Noelle
1 comment:
I laughed so hard as I read your post. Too funny! I got my permit last June, but I wasn't very excited about it, I don't like to drive. Since then I have driven a total of 45 minutes. I drove once on the way home from getting my permit, and once a week later. We only have a huge conversion van to drive, and I can't stand it! :)
But your post brought back memories of over-steering, under-steering, and being passed by everyone because I was only driving twenty. :)
This June my permit expires, I'm trying to decide if I'll go ahead and push myself to get my license, or if I'll just forget about it and let it expire. :)
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