Passed the traffic signs and whatever test with only 2 mistakes. (One error was because I didn’t quite know what parking lights were. Reminder to self to figure that out before getting into a car. Some part of me thinks this might be important, maybe.)
So… I finally have a driver’s permit. It was so embarrassing having all the DMV employees ask me how old I was in really loud voices, and then looking to the side and seeing all these baby-faced young whippersnappers taking their behind the wheels.
Whatever. Obviously, I’m much too cosmopolitan to have needed to learn to drive before.
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