On my 16th birthday I forced my dad take me to get my learner’s driving permit. I wasn’t waiting another single day to be able to drive. I had already been waiting far too long in my underdeveloped teenage mind. I passed the written test with flying colours and began my driver training immediately. EightContinue reading “The Day I Learned I Wasn’t as Good of a Driver as I Thought I Was”
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