johnday
The Crazy Scot, #3
It's hard to beleive I've got but 1 more week to go in driving school. This week is one to go on the books. It's been great! There are 4 of us learning the road phase of driving together. We've all done well, until this afternoon. The other guy and myself, who are competeing against each other, on a friendly basis that is, just fell apart this afternoon. After a week of very hot temps, traffic, and learning new skills, and being tired, we both just couldn't do anything right.
He, Monte, started first after lunch. He started out very well, shifting, right and left turns, all in Detroit downtown traffic. Then all of a sudden, he started missing gears, and getting flustered. Then it was my turn. Same thing happened to me. Our instructor asked if we had smoked or eaten our lunch.
. Then the crazies started coming out of the woodwork. I had an idiot in a Caddilac pull right out in front of me. Off the gas and on the brake and clutch hard. Guy didn't know lucky he was. Next, I got cut off by another idiot on I-75 passing me on the shoulder. DAMN!! What's wrong with these people? It wasn't that stellar of an afternoon for Monte and me at all. I drove first this morning out of the yard, thru downtown, making all my turns, downshifting, the whole nine yards. In fact it was the best I'd done all week. I was very happy with those results.
All in all, the instructors are very happy with the two of us. Another 40 hours and the mother of all tests, the state CDL exam.


He, Monte, started first after lunch. He started out very well, shifting, right and left turns, all in Detroit downtown traffic. Then all of a sudden, he started missing gears, and getting flustered. Then it was my turn. Same thing happened to me. Our instructor asked if we had smoked or eaten our lunch.

All in all, the instructors are very happy with the two of us. Another 40 hours and the mother of all tests, the state CDL exam.


