One of my favorite shows, AP Bio, is back. The latest episode heavily featured driver’s education–including an amazing parallel parking job–and it reminded me of those days when I was learning to drive.
In Virginia, we were allowed to get a learner’s permit when we turned 15, allowing us to drive with a licensed adult in the car, followed by the real license at 16. However, I had no interest in getting a license; rather, I enjoyed being chauffeured to school and soccer by my parents.
Eventually, my parents got tired of this, so well after I turned 16 they made me get my learner’s permit. I enrolled in a driver’s education class in school, followed by a series of private lessons/tests with (I think that’s a Virginia thing).
I was fairly terrified of the idea of driving at full speed along roads where cars driving even faster in the opposite direction were separated merely by a painted yellow line (the thought still occurs to me sometimes when I’m driving).
I also wanted to make sure I followed all of the rules by the book, even though I didn’t always understand the practical applications (and I simply misunderstood some of them). For example, one of the books said that when you pull to a stop behind another car, you should be able to see where the tires of that car touch the road. I interpreted this to mean that you should only stop when you can only see a little bit of the tire remaining, resulting in me slowly easing to a stop so close to a pickup truck that the front bumper was under the trailer.
In the end, though, I passed my written exam and road test, and the rest is history. While I still don’t get a thrill out of driving, and I look forward to autonomous cars, I’m often the chauffeur among my friends in my glorious 2003 Camry XLE. Unlike the kid in AP Bio, I’m pretty good at parallel parking (better, in fact, than regular parking).
What was your experience learning to drive? Would you consider yourself a good driver now as a result?