My dad did have a few requirements of his own before we could go solo, we had to change one of the tires without any assistance and we had to be able to hold the car steady as it was stopped on a steep hill and proceed forward without drifting back without using the clutch and accelerator. I had spent over a year studying the driver's book and being in the back seat while my parents yelled at my sister. She lectured me all the way home that just passing the test did not mean that I was going to be driving anywhere until she and dad were satisfied.Īs Beenthere mentioned, in the total confidence factor, I didn't have time to get nervous or fret about the results, I was there and I was doing it. You should have seen her face when I walked over and showed her the stamp on my permit. So, I drove in, took the test, and passed. She said, "you think you're so smart, let's just go take the test and you'll find out you don't know as much as you think you know." Enter me into the mix a year later, and on my second day behind the wheel, my mother was yelling at me and I told her to knock it off. I was 13 months younger than my sister, and my parents had vast experience with her failing twice, and all our neighbors her age had to take the test at least twice.
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