Soldato
It seems to me, everyone I know has stories about how some idiot cut them up at a junction, or how someone nearly crashed into them. But nobody I have spoken to would ever admit to being a bad driver themselves. In fact, they all consider themselves to be good drivers. This seems odd.
So here's a thread to post all your stories about stuff that YOU cocked up while driving. A confessional thread, if you will.
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As is only fair, I'll get the ball rolling. I got my first car a week ago. I passed my test years ago, but have only rarely driven since and am out of practice. And now I finally own a car. In that week, I have accidentally cut up no fewer than three people at junctions (that I know of), I've been in the wrong lane for certain turnings, gotten lost in the centre of Gloucester (don't ask), and have generally faffed around in the middle of junctions because I'm often not sure what I'm doing.
I also nearly crashed into a learner because he was coming round a mini roundabout (you know, those fake roundabouts that are just painted dots on the road). I didn't realise that because of this roundabout, he had priority, whereas I would have had priority if it hadn't been there. I braked in time and looked suitably embarrassed as they went past. That one was actually years ago, on one of the few occasions I have driven before now.
Oh and, as ashamed as this makes me as a man, I cannot park straight to save my life. I don't know why, I can just never get the angle right.
So here's a thread to post all your stories about stuff that YOU cocked up while driving. A confessional thread, if you will.
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As is only fair, I'll get the ball rolling. I got my first car a week ago. I passed my test years ago, but have only rarely driven since and am out of practice. And now I finally own a car. In that week, I have accidentally cut up no fewer than three people at junctions (that I know of), I've been in the wrong lane for certain turnings, gotten lost in the centre of Gloucester (don't ask), and have generally faffed around in the middle of junctions because I'm often not sure what I'm doing.
I also nearly crashed into a learner because he was coming round a mini roundabout (you know, those fake roundabouts that are just painted dots on the road). I didn't realise that because of this roundabout, he had priority, whereas I would have had priority if it hadn't been there. I braked in time and looked suitably embarrassed as they went past. That one was actually years ago, on one of the few occasions I have driven before now.
Oh and, as ashamed as this makes me as a man, I cannot park straight to save my life. I don't know why, I can just never get the angle right.
