I'm not used to crying.
And today, I bawled. Wept. Near-hyperventilated. (Cry! Weep! Tears!)
Keep in mind that I have not been behind the wheel in near three months. And my jerk of a father made me drive on the freeway today. Now I know that freeway driving is easier than street driving, but I still haven't got much of a grasp on maintaining speeds. And for that matter, I don't have a very good grasp on how much to turn the wheel on turns. I honestly think I would do well with an extra hour or so of parking-lot driving. At the very least I'll get a better grasp of the turning radius of the Corolla.
But yes, I cried bigtime today. It's something I can laugh at, but honestly, if I had more of a warning, I would be better prepared and I wouldn't have panicked nearly as much.
Keep in mind that I have not been behind the wheel in near three months. And my jerk of a father made me drive on the freeway today. Now I know that freeway driving is easier than street driving, but I still haven't got much of a grasp on maintaining speeds. And for that matter, I don't have a very good grasp on how much to turn the wheel on turns. I honestly think I would do well with an extra hour or so of parking-lot driving. At the very least I'll get a better grasp of the turning radius of the Corolla.
But yes, I cried bigtime today. It's something I can laugh at, but honestly, if I had more of a warning, I would be better prepared and I wouldn't have panicked nearly as much.