Funny how a sentence or a line can make you think back. I remember 30 something years ago I was learning to drive this was back when you went to the local police station to take your test, written and practical test.
It took me several times to get mine, I'm not going to go in on how many lol.
Mum was the sole driving instructor for all us kids.
My first test I failed trying to navigate around the big roundabout in Beenliegh.
The second time I failed was after I went thru a pedestrian crossing and nearly bowled someone over. There were a few other times like turning up for another test in Mums Datsun 180B and being failed even before I got in the car, as the driving inspector noticed Mums car rego had expired at midnight on the same day of the test.
But I did finally get my licence in the end.
I think they took pity in me lol
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