So, day 3 is all about Cars. As soon as I turned 17, I was desperate to get on the road, my mum and dad paid for driving lessons for my 17th birthday present, I put on my ‘L’ plates and I was off, none of this theory test, just read your highway code and get on with it!
At the time I was living in Yorkshire (lots of great hill starts) unfortunately my quest for getting on the road didn’t go very smoothly! One of the main factors was that I actually started seeing my driving instructor (not a good move) so I may not have been concentrating as much as I should when we had a lesson. My first test was in December and it started snowing really heavily, the examiner took me to a village that I had never been to before and where the snow had not been cleared I didn’t realise it was a give way and just carried on round the corner, so that was an immediate fail, but not to be deterred I put in for it the next month and everything was going so well, we were two roads from the test centre on my back, when a car came from nowhere at the T-Junction and I didn’t press my brake quick enough, the examiner pressed his, so another fail! Third time lucky I hoped, I was moving to Norfolk a few weeks later so thought it would be great to drive there myself, but as soon as I arrived at the test centre and I saw which examiner was accompanying me, I knew there was no way I was passing, and I was right. Think of Ann on the Chase and make her three times more scary!!
I gave up on my driving solo dream, I don’t think my dad’s nerves could take much more, so I made the decision to do just a 2 day intensive driving with a test at the end of it. But, alas it was not to be, I only had about 3 minors but I hit the kerb on the three point turn, so another big fat fail. I was determined that this driving wouldn’t beat me, I was just so crap at taking the actual test. This time my driving instructor sat in the back of the car throughout the test, i’m not sure if it was just fluke, or if it really did calm me down, but on 15th February 1995, I passed with flying colours!
So if you haven’t passed your driving test yet, don’t give up!
I had been saving all my money and I bought my very first car, a 1980 Metallic Blue Fiesta Ghia Sports, for £325, she was my pride and joy, for the next few years, she had a sunroof and looks so cool.
Totally worth the wait!
Since her I have had many different cars, I now drive a Peugeot 208 and a 9 seater Tourneo, funny enough my Peugeot is practically the same colour as my first car! But the Tourneo is way bigger…
And there we go, all about cars x