I came this close to passing my driving test last Saturday. .Soooooooooo clooooooooose…. yet soooooooo farrrrrrrrr…dame it! 
Oh well, ok, maybe I should tell you the whole story right from the beginning. Ok, I had my driving test booked in the morning. Eight thirty, to be more precise. I woke up at around seven o’clock in the morning. It was so freaked cold that morning, I swear to god. It was a big pain in the butt to wake up. But anyway, I woke up, took a quick shower, and had some Asian stuff for breakfast. (Did I tell you I am Asian? Well, just in case I didn’t tell you. I am Asian.) Then I have to clean out the dog’s shit from the newspaper, otherwise my mum is going to accidentally step on it again. (The dog was shitting in the right place, but my mum has the track record of been the only person within my family that just keep on stepping on it by accident.)
Anyway, then I had to get all stuff ready, my driver license, application form, glasses…etc. My coach was picking me up and then we had to get to Lidcomb within half an hour. (We really had to rush.)
Now, I am not trying to show off here, but I am one a hell of a great driver. Everybody say so, my mum, my coach, the girl working in the RTA who failed my driving test, even the bloody annoying drunk guy on the street think I am a good driver. (Ok, I am joking about the part, about the drunken guy.)
Now, I have always been afraid of driving, since I was a kid, but that is really what makes me a good driver. I loved playing computer game as a boy and when I was in fourth grade, I was like totally addicted to car racing game. But just like any ten years old playing car racing games, (Ok or maybe, I was the only one.) you keep hitting your car against the wall, falling into the water, crashing against the other car…and everything else and the only way you could win the game was smashing against other people’s car. I guess to a certain degree it kind of freak me out a little bit. (Ok or maybe a lot…I don’t know! Don’t ASK ME THIS QUESTION, AGAIN!!!)
Anyway, it took me forever to get my “L” and the only reason I finally decided to go get my “L” was because, I couldn’t stand my mum nagging anymore. My mum has been nagging me, for almost a year. I swear to god, if she kept nagging me about it. I was going to go nuts!
Ok, so I got my “L”. But, because I had so many car crashing experience in the magical land they call “Computer game”, I decided to take it slow. I wanted to be careful. Take my time, get me self steady and ready for any situation to come. I am not in a rush to get my driving license within a few months and I was not planning to. It is better to play it safe then rush into it, right?
Ok, first thing first. I had to find a driving instructor. I made a few phone calls. The first instructor said “Sixty dollars an hour.”
SIXTY DOLLARS!!!! ARE YOU NUTS? Now, I had to pretend to be nice. So I smiled (Why did I smile for? It was over the bloody telephone for Christ sack.) and said “Ok, thank you. I’ll think about it.”
The next instructor cost around sixty dollars as well, so was the next one and the next one and….zzz. Anyway, I am not going to spend sixty dollars an hour on a driving instructor. Ok, my mum was about to start nagging again. I am telling you. If there is a nagging state championship, my mum is defiantly going to win first prize.
“I don’t care mum. I am not going to spend sixty dollar an hour on driving lessons.” I said
Ok, my mum is now really starting to nag.
“I don’t care mum.” I said.
She is going to continue nagging about it for the next three days. I swear to god. I don’t think she stopped for even a second. Then all in a sudden it all gone quiet…far too quiet. I looked around. My mum wasn’t nagging…ok, now…
“Ok, so what if I teach you my self. Will you be willing to learn, in that case?” my mum said
“Are you going to charge me sixty dollar?” I asked
“Nah can’t be bother.” My mum said
Ok, that was cool. Free driving lessons and I can really take my time to get to know everything, one step in a time. Ok, that is a good deal. I’ll take it. It took me only a few months to learn everything, but I wanted to get familiar with everything, so I spend a bit over a year practicing. Now, I am fully familiar with everything. Ok, but before I go into the exam, it is probably still a good idea to get a few examination tip from a proper instructor. I managed to find a driving school that only cost forty dollars an hour. Now that is a good price. So I took the course. The driving instructor was Asian as well, so we were able to speak Asian the entire time. (Now, that was cool.) I only took three classes and well…just about everybody think I am more then ready for the exam. So I booked an exam date and went to my exam.
I was a great driver the entire time. Even the lady who marked my exam thinks I was great. But in the end, the sun almost blinds my eyes for a few second. The sun was so bright during that time in the morning. I stopped at a give way sign, to check whether there was any car. I had to look right into the sun to check to see whether there were any cars. Dame! My eyes were practically blind. I wasn’t able to see shit. Ok, I think I got a clear road. I gave the car a bit of gas, then all in a sudden. A white car came right out of the sun. Ok, imagine a white sun and a white car. How can you possibly expect me to see a white car, when I had to stare right into a white sun? I was finding it hard to see anything, let along a white car. Well, the lady marking the exam saw it. It just happened that, she was wearing a pair of sun glasses. So the sun didn’t blind her. So, nothing happened. The stupid white car left and we finished the exam.
OK, I got back to the RTA.
“You did really well. You are a great driver but…you failed, because you missed that white car.” She said.
Yeah, thanks, the sun practically blinded my eyes over there. That sun was a shocker from that angle. If it was a black car, I probably would have seen it. Plus the road design around there is…well…even my mum think it was confusing. Ok, no point playing the blame game anyway. But now I have to sit for the exam again. I was so sick and tire of driving and my mum nagging, I just wanted to get my “P” plate and get it over with.
Well, I got the same time next month. I am probably going to bring a pair of sun glasses along, so that sun can’t be my enemy again!!!
The wonderful Peter Yang
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