First Driving Experience

Driving can be tough, especially if you’re just starting out.

I remember my first days of driving. My father took me out in town as soon as I got my temporary permit. He drove all the way to the other end (while we lived on the opposite end), parked at a small shopping center, got out of the car and told me to get in the driver seat and drive home.

I was terrified! It was the very first time I got behind the wheel and I had no idea what I was doing. The only thing I remember mumbling to my dad, was about payback and the fact that it’s coming.

It took me almost an hour to set up all the mirrors, adjust the seat and strap the seat belt, at least that’s what it felt like. The time would stretch and it felt like the moment would never end. I felt anxious and afraid, but eventually restarted the car and began driving.

I remember my first feel of the gas pedal, not so much the brake, but the gas. I was totally terrified of it. Just like probably most first time drivers out there, I slammed on it. The tires started spinning, engine revved up like crazy, my father’s eyes opened up and almost fell out of sockets. Before I knew it, the tree in the middle of the parking lot was a park of my dad’s car.

Now, before I go on, I gotta saw that It’s not completely real until the parking lot decoration is in the middle of your dad’s fairly new car and you’re to blame for it.

I was extremely terrified about the way my father would react to the crash and damage done to his car, especially since he had to drive to work the next morning, but surprisingly, he simply looked at me, smiled and called towing richmond for assistance. Luckily, he was friends with the Jared Sr. who owned the company at the time. Today, I believe it his son Jared Jr. and partner Gerard.

After waiting for about half hour for the tow truck to get there, we figured things out between my dad and I, and I haven’t gotten behind a wheel of a car for another 6 month, other than the driver’s schools car.

The next day, I remember reading about us running over the poor tree in Richmond Dispatch. I also remember feeling super popular in school the next day, because the newspaper wrote about us. As soon as I got home, my father and I had the big talk.

I respect my father very much for covering everything up and not getting me in trouble. We talked things over and came to an agreement… I ended up working as a babysitter and had to clean the house for the next 6 month to cover the repair to his car.

Just to clarify, it wasn’t about the money to him… Education and discipline were very important and those were the things guiding him.

The reason I’m writing this is to show that nobody’s perfect and noone’s expected to be. There are times you’ll make mistakes, they’ll blow over, don’t sweat it too much.

Worry about the things you can control and don’t worry about the rest, because there’s nothing you can do about it.