Today I passed my practical
driving test!
Considering that I arrived from the US a week ago where I did
absolutely no driving and became quite accustomed to the wrong side of the
road, I am astounded. Added to the fact that it was my first test I am in
a state of disbelief, and if I’m honest a bit unprepared for the implications a
full drivers license holds.
Now I know it is not uncommon to
pass first time, but I am what you may call a ‘(unnecessarily) safe’ or
‘(overly) cautious’ driver so I was not expecting to pass due to either excessive
hesitancy or frustrating the hell of the other motorists, especially as I
hadn’t had long to practise. To be honest I got extremely lucky with my
examiner, test route and day, which were friendly, easy and dry respectively. But when I heard him say "Well you have passed..." I felt manic laughter well up inside me at the pitiful joke he was trying to deliver. I managed to swallow my insanity long enough to confirm I had indeed been granted the right to drive unaccompanied on public roads... Alone.
All in all I passed with only 5 minors, which included driving too slowly beside
cyclists (because I didn’t want to alarm them!) while overtaking. I am now
facing the reality that I can be unleashed on my own, in a motorised vehicle,
amongst other unsuspecting road users. Well, I just need to get a set of P
plates, which I will most likely be using for the next 5 years, you know, while
I gain confidence and the such.
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