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teacup of sunshine
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Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: curator of the WTFbus museum
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Jun 23rd, 2010, 05:40 AM
I was signed up for "disabled driver" lessons and was a dismal failure. I was too hesitant because it seemed to me that everyone else on the road was out to kill me. They wanted me to use mirrors because I can't turn my head well, but I couldn't make any sense of the mirrors, that spatial sense was all kerfuckered in my head.
Finally they decided that I was going to get myself killed as a driver and that I would be much safer as the passenger of someone more capable. And, although it's frustrating to depend on others, I'd have to say I agree.
Still want to drive a golf cart someday, though.
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Last edited by Kitsa : Jun 23rd, 2010 at 05:42 AM.
Reason: spelling
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