Throwback Thursday to 9th July 2014 - the day I passed my driving licence even though I shouldn't have.
I had already passed my theory test in August 2013 (with 100%!) but failed the first driving test in December. I had always hated driving, also because my driving instructor was an arsehole who didn't even show up every other lesson. So after I had failed the first test I decided to stop with the lessons.
After I passed my Abitur my mum forced me to start taking lessons again - this time at another driving school. At least the car was cool; it was such a big, expensive VW. And after two or three weeks my new driving instructor announced that he had enrolled me for another test.
During the 35 minutes test I killed the engine 9 times, drove terribly and parked (with the help of my driving examiner) straight - over 4 parking spots. I think he cried every 60 seconds "concentrate Ms D.!!"
I was sure I hadn't passed but I did - because "women and cars" and he was sure that "after some time [I] will be able to drive without murdering the car."
... haven't driven since then.
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