I always thought learning how to drive was easy. I wanted that freedom that I seen people have the feeling of not having to rely on anyone. I would always hear of sixteen year olds getting their license and driving like professionals. However, it wasn't exactly like I imagined. My first driving experience was very frightening but, at the same time I learned a lot. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was 21 I know a little older than the rest and I begged and begged my dad to take me out driving. At first, I was so excited I had my mind-set that if little children could drive I could too but, when I got behind the wheel everything went out the window. Let me explain I got in the car put my seat belt on turned the car on confident that I knew what I was doing and instantly …show more content…
It was as if the cars on the other side were coming directly at me but they weren't even as close as I had in my head. Then I took a turn around a sharp curve and went straight into the grass while doing it pressing on the breaks as hard as I could. Luckily no one was behind us at the time but I could see my dads patience wearing thin. At that moment, I wanted to stop everything I was doing and get out of the car but, I continued to go thinking I can do better just then a car was behind me very close to the rear of my car basically telling me I am going to slow. My dad would tell me to relax and not to worry about other cars but I just would not stop looking in my mirror and getting more and more nervous. Suddenly I just got so flustered that I pressed on the brakes as hard as I could and the car smashed in the back of our car. At that moment my dad had it with me. After we handled the accident and the car wasn't as bad as we thought my dad pulled over into an empty parking lot to calm down. I could tell he wanted to yell but instead just sat there
There was always times where I just wanted to throw in the towel and call it quits. However, I just knew that my persistence would eventually kick in! Also, I had to accept the fact I would not do so well at first. When I first drove a car, my nerves throughout my body were completely shocked through the roof. It was because I did not know how to do it since I had no previous driving experience. For some people, they like to drive four-wheelers or dirt bikes before driving a car, so they have some experience, but I am not that type of person at all and never will be. So, me and my dad went down to Buckeye Career Center one afternoon for me to practice driving for the very first time in my life. At first, he would go through the course to show me where I would go. The course included turning both left and right,parking into a space, reversing, and many more things. My dad would always say the same things to me: “Turn the wheel, Coast, Brake Earlier.” These are just some of things he stressed to me. Turning the wheel was a problem I had early on because I would always do the wrong technique. I would always turn for part of the way but not all the way. The next thing he would say to me would be is just coast. To be honest, I did not know that a car could do such a thing. Coasting to me seems like taking a little break from driving. Also, I did not know how far you could go when coasting a car. A big thing I learned from my
I walked around to the other side of my car and crouched to the ground. I pulled my knees into my chest and was swarmed with a crowd of strangers. Cops, Fire Fighters, the other drivers involved, and even some bus passengers asking if I was okay. My anxiety was acting up and it was clear one of the officers on scene noticed. He shooed the swarm away from me and sat beside me, taking my license, registration, and proof of insurance. He told me everything was going to be okay, made sure I had called my mom, and stepped away to start
Driving. While I haven’t had the greatest experiences with driving related problems; I’ve run into some pretty funny ones. When I was about four years old my family was over at my grandpa’s putting in a well for him. I of course was sitting in the unattended van on the top of the hill in the back seat. While many people would think that it was completely safe and there’s nothing to worry about they are wrong. You see I was a clever little toddler and could at that time unbuckle herself and climb over the center console right into the front seat. Also being the genius child that I was I managed to switch the car from park to neutral and begin to roll down the hill. Now I don 't remember my mom and the other adults running towards the van to
I wasn?t nervous to drive because my dad let me drive sometimes to my grandpa?s house If I took the back roads, so I had a little experience. When I took behind the wheel it was a little different than driving on the back roads, but I did ok. When I finished behind the wheel I signed up for a driving test. This was the part I had been waiting for, I wanted to pass so I could drive alone. The day of the test was very stressful, I had to use my grandma?s car because mine had tinted windows. I had never driven my grandma?s car, and I could not do corner backing with it.
I was a careful driver with my parents in the passenger seat. I followed the speed limit and obeyed all traffic laws. On
Tonight, after class I was driving home, my stomach was growling so I stopped and got a chicken sandwich from chic-fil-a. I couldn’t wait till I got home to eat it. I figured I could eat it and drive. I was trying to open the mayonnaise while turning into the busy street. I looked down to grab the sandwich when all the sudden I swerved into the opposite lane of traffic and hit a truck head-on.
There aren’t many events in my life that come into my mind when I think about past memories. However, growing up in a low-income immigrant family from Vietnam, we could only afford one vehicle. Thus, ten different family members shared this one vehicle which made even the simplest of task difficult like going to Wal-Mart to buy food for the family. I remember there was a point in my life when I turned sixteen that I decided to help by getting a job to pay the monthly bills, but even that task was difficult to accomplish since I didn’t always having the transportation I needed to get to work consistently. Every other day I was running late or missing working completely because someone else had to use the car for that
I hopped in the driver’s seat of my husband big truck and begin to get very anxious. My mind went blank. I all of a sudden forgot which pedal was to brake and which one was for the gas. I had to pull myself together because I was determined to learn how to drive. I put the car into drive and both my hands on the steering wheel. Before I can do anything my husband yelled “Stop, and put your seat belt on!” I started laughing and buckled my seat belt. I put the car into drive, put my foot on the gas, and the truck jerked and sped off. I panicked and put my foot on the brake pedal and the trucked jerked and stopped. I jumped out the car. I no longer wanted to drive. My husband calmed me down and told me it was ok and try again. I got back in the car and said a quick prayer. “Lord please give me the strength and courage to learn how to drive this truck!” I put the car in drive and the car began to move. I felt the I was swerving in and out of the lane and that’s when my husband said that I needed to keep the wheel straight until I’m about to turn. After about ten times of driving straight and turning I started to get the hang of it. I was excited! I was actually driving!
My sister and I were on our way home until BANG. We started to slide left, and into a snowbank we went. I was about to cry, until my sister told me everything was going to be alright. I happened to be sitting in the passenger seat, scared as could be. I was so scared that I nearly peed my pants when the impact between the cars was made. This fatal event not only caused me to suffer from the fear of riding in the front passenger seat and trusting other drivers, but has also has shown me how to handle the situation if I am ever in an accident.
Title Could you imagine living ten miles out of town and not having a vehicle. So to get anywhere you have to work and build around other people's schedule. That is why I am very thankful for the vehicle I have today. A vehicle is more important and more reliable than most people give it credit for. Especially around a small town, you cannot get anywhere without a vehicle.
As we progress forward in life, we notice that things change whether we want them to or not. Not all changes in life are good, but, not all changes in life are bad either. Over the span of the ten months I’ve owned my car, a lot has changed although a lot has stayed the exact same. From tiny scratches and dings on the bumper to ordering custom made parts from overseas, my car has changed a lot, yet is very far from its final form.
Every man loves their car, correct? Now if you go and ask an adult about their first car they will smirk or smile at you, regardless of the kind of car or the year it was, simply because of its experiences and the memories they had with their "baby" or "Sally" or whatever name they gave to their car. It's a beautiful experience when you have your first car, all kinds of feelings inside of you and you cannot wait to drive it and take your companions for a spin. When I got my first car was in March of 2013, I busted my ass for a while working in the construction field with my dad, about 6 months before I came up with thirty five hundred. The thought of me getting my first car, was all I had in my mind, I had an budget of three thousand five hundred and looked around the internet.
I finally felt ready to drive after my near collision the first time I ever drove. I failed the first attempt but was successful on the second attempt. For the first time ever, I was ready to drive. At first, I started out driving in parking lots to get used to the gas and brakes. I would literally circle around buildings for hours at a time.
The nightmare would continue with my multiple attempts to put an end to the fast moving car. The more effort I put into stopping the car, the more it felt as if it was unstoppable. Finally, the horrendous drive came to a stop, BOOM! The car crashed. Next thing I knew I woke up in the hospital covered in blood and shattered glass, with no ability to move.
I was too scared. I never wanted to drive again. Just the thought of being behind the wheel made me nauseous. But as time went on, I began to realize that I had to get back out there. If I kept putting it off, I would have never driven again and my family felt the same way. So I started back slowly. I would drive to the store or to my friend’s house and then gradually, I began to start driving normally again. That experience has definitely changed my life forever. It has made me a safer driver who always looks twice and pays attention. I never want to experience anything like that again and I will do everything in my power to make sure I do not. I also do not take my days for granted anymore because, I never know when one will be my last. That afternoon still haunts me to this day. It has now been almost two years since then and I still have yet to drive under that same underpass. It still terrifies me to think about it. But, no matter how awful that day was, I know it had to happen. It changed me, not only as a driver, but also as a