I HAVE A DRIVER'S LISCENSE!!!!
24 November 2007 11:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Yes I do! I thought that I'd failed the parallel parking because I chickened out and didn't angle back sharply enough - which I realized immediately after my first pull back - (also because that annoying orange cone meant that I was a foot farther from the curb that I'm used to, which threw me off) and finished my third pull forward with my back tire on the white line, but he had me keep doing the test. I guess that having a tire on the line doesn't give you enough points to fail the test, but that being outside the box does fail you. So I thought I'd failed, and then spent the rest of the test going, If I do this perfectly, I think I can still pass. If I do this perfectly, I think I can still pass. If I do this perfectly, I think I can still pass . . . and apparently I did, because I passed. He had me worried for a moment there, though. It was the same examiner I had last time, and he didn't unfreeze at all and used exactly the same tone and wording to tell me I'd passed as he did to fail me last time.
But yes, I passed!
We went to get groceries after the test, and I parallel parked on a dime, right snug to the curb (in two pull forwards and two pull backs, thank you very much!). I'm really good at parallel parking, except when I'm nervous and chicken out on the angles. I have to be, since mom's street is so small that any car not right against the curb gets its mirrors hacked off.
And then I drove Isaac over to dad's house without an adult.
Observation for the day:
Like fencing referees, driver's test examiners should also be called Sir (or Ma'am), and being used to using Sir in fencing makes using it on other people less awkward/unusual.
But yes, I passed!
We went to get groceries after the test, and I parallel parked on a dime, right snug to the curb (in two pull forwards and two pull backs, thank you very much!). I'm really good at parallel parking, except when I'm nervous and chicken out on the angles. I have to be, since mom's street is so small that any car not right against the curb gets its mirrors hacked off.
And then I drove Isaac over to dad's house without an adult.
Observation for the day:
Like fencing referees, driver's test examiners should also be called Sir (or Ma'am), and being used to using Sir in fencing makes using it on other people less awkward/unusual.