Riding Car Cars Lesson

On July 8, 2008 I turned sixteen years old. My mom said as long as I kept my grades up she could probably get me some cheap driving lessons. I had already taken some driving classes after I turned fifteen and they were simple enough for me to pass. In order to make sure thatI would pass each course in schoolthat I had, I told all my teachers about our little arrangement. They had all wished me luck and one of them even recommended a few driving schools that she found for her sixteen year old son. I told all the friends I shared classes with and they told me about the driving schools they were taking lessons with. I was so excited, I kept thinking nothing could ever get any better. A few weeks later I got my report card and ran home to show it to my mom. later that day she was already on the computer looking for good schools. She had found one that offered weekly classes at reasonable rates. All they had asked for was to see an official document that stated that I had already passed all my previous lessons. I got in contact with my former instructor Mr. Jones and he sent the documents. He added a note that said " Congratulations! Hope you pass your driving lessons." That only added to my already overwhelming excitement.

On the first day of my new classes the teacher put all of us individually behind the wheel of a car and instructed us to tell him what every part in the car was and its purpose. Once we had familiarized ourselves with the car we were on the prepared course. I had my turn fifth to last. i only hit one cone and learned I really needed to find a way to perfect my parallel parking. I knew from the beginning that would probably my weakest point.

After what seemed like an never ending string of classes I had finally passed my classes and it was time for me to schedule an appointment for a drivers license. All I have to say is here we go again.