Death on the roads!

Muahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Yup, yours truly is now learning to drive. With 2 lessons a week for (probably) the next 2 months, funds allowing I should have my licence by the time I’m 30!!
At least that’s the plan.

I’m boning up on all the theory questions but sadly I have no one to practice with for the practical *sniff* I know Stef’d do it but it’s a physical impossibility for me in his car – I’m too small, I can’t reach the peddles comfortably and even if I could – I can’t see over the dash! Not exactly the safest of driving posistions eh!?

On the plus side though – my instructor seems to think I have good road sense (to which I credit my former bike riding experience) I pick things up quickly and his car is well easy to drive!
This however didn’t stop me from stalling in the middle of a crossroads while attempting to turn right.

Seriously I think it’s a law: (Learner driver + first lesson) + busy crossroads = stalled car.

The thing is, the guy didn’t pick a nice quiet street or anything so I could familiarise myself with stopping and starting etc etc – Nooooooo… he picked one of the busy main roads, pulled up and told me to swap seats with him. I crapped myself.

Today is the first time in over 11 years that I’ve been in control of a car on a road. His attitude was “and..? You learn to drive by driving, set the car, check your mirrors, signal… off you go.”

So off I went. It was great right up until I stalled the damned thing. The guys in the white van were almost killing themselves with laughter, the lass to my right was giving off almost audible “awwww bless” vibes – as to the guys behind me… thankfully I have no clue what they were doing because I got the car moving again and scarpered… well, slowly turned right and drove off in 1st unable to change gear to speed up because it totally threw me… *sigh*
For a first lesson though, it was pretty cool. I’m actually looking forward to the next one, my instructor is actually pretty chilled, he made me feel relaxed despite myself.