Yes, the luck you sent me didn’t do any good, as I failed my first driving test.
Basically, I wanted to keep a secret from as many people as possible, as it’d put me under pressure. Lord knows I was under enough. I think nerves got me in the end.
I had 14 minors (which is just enough to pass), but I got two minors. The first was pulling out in front of a bus, and the second was stalling going up a hill.
So all in all, I really don’t have anything to complain about.
Strange thing is now is that – well – I feel okay. Yes I know I’ll have to go to Rhyl, and yes I know it’s more expense, but I’ve survived 24 years of not driving, as long as I keep at it, it will come. Yes, Melissa may pass her test before me, but fuck it, it’s a marathon, not a sprint.
That, and I may have bought an Xbox 360. Score.
If you’re on it, let me know, and I’ll see you Monday.