Personal History Question 25 is, “Who taught you how to drive?”
That was all my dad. My mom was too nervous. It really did not take too long. I remember he took me to a parking lot somewhere near the house. He made me practice all the usual stuff, especially a 3 point turn.
After the 3rd or 4th time, he let me drive home. He would let me drive to the bus stop, and to the store (with him in the car of course, and I did have my permit) and such. I failed my license the first time because my tire rubbed the curb when I parked. I was so pissed off. I passed the second time, and bought a car that weekend. I had had my grandpa’s old Chevy Nova. I was getting a lift kit put on it, and the guy at the garage called me and told me that they couldn’t put it on because the chassis was all rotted and full of holes. I cried. I was so upset. LOL.
I ended up with an 86 Ford Escort. A standard, no less. I did not have any trouble learning to drive it. And I had that car from age 16 til 26, when shit was falling off of it and I was moving to FL and NOT taking it with! I had a lot of fun in that car….