Defensive Driving

Driving has never been one of my strong suits. Since obtaining my license in February there have been multiple incidences where I have almost been in a wreck. People like me should not be trusted behind the wheel. Many people think driving a car is just another effortless part of everyday life. When someone like me gets behind the wheel however, things get complicated.

Most people remember the first time they got to sit behind the wheel of a car and the exhilarating feeling of control. The first time I drove came about in the final lap of the derby I raced in the summer before my freshman year of high school. The race took place in Daley Plaza in Chicago on a sunny Saturday afternoon. My team and I were filled with excitement and nerves as we prepared to begin the race. Everyone chose me to drive as our final driver, and the thought of potentially driving to secure our victory terrified me. Soon the race started and we were swept away in the first three crazy laps and the intense challenges. Finally, Aastha pulled up to our pit and scrambled out of the car to complete the challenge. I quickly threw on the

I received my driver’s license a few weeks before I turned twenty. By that time, almost everybody I knew already had their driver’s license; in fact, most of them have been driving for years. When I tell my friends that I actually just got my license, the express shock and wonder at why it took me me so long to get it. The reason that it took so long for me to get my license is that the thought of driving makes me nervous. The night after I passed my permit test, I was filled with worries; I thought about everything that could go wrong with driving a car. What if I got into an accident? What if I accidentally break driving laws and the police gives me a ticket? What if I hit a dog? All these questions pushed my anxiety to the highest level and gave me zero confidence even before I officially started learning how to drive. I immediately pitied the people who were tasked to teach me how to drive. Those people ended up being my mother and father.

I have learned that distracted driving is a gigantic problem that only teens and adults can fix themselves. Everyone needs to learn what is safe and what is not. I have learned that if you, the driver, get hurt while drinking and driving, others in the car will too. This causes physically and emotional pain between everyone, which is not good. To get to my destinations safely, I can make sure my driver is safe, clean, and sober. I can also always ask a ride from my parents. If I am driving by myself, I can follow the law and drive

I was beginning to lose all hope of ever getting the chance to drive my grandfather until the day I took my driving test.

Around two months ago, I started driving. A couple days after my birthday, my dad took me to the Department of Motor Vehicles to obtain my learner's permit. At first, learning all of the functions and movements of a car was difficult, but I quickly grasped them after my school course and my parents started to teach me. As I began to become more familiar with the car, I started to drive through my neighborhood. Originally, I was nervous starting off, but after several times of being behind the wheel it begun to feel natural.

In the summer of 2013, my mother decided that I should take Drivers Ed. I was apprehensive at first because I hadn’t had much experience driving and I wasn’t quite comfortable with it yet. Nonetheless, I went to the classes and all was fine, until we had to drive in Sioux Falls. By that point, I had some experience driving and I was even fairly decent at it. However, I had never driven in Sioux Falls and I was anxious of hitting another car, turning when I wasn’t supposed to, or any number of situations that could go horribly wrong. That day, I dreaded going to Drivers Ed because I was absolutely terrified of driving in Sioux Falls.

Driving to the DMV felt like it was brand new to me I thought I was ready but every little situation while driving just add more stress onto to me. When we got to the DMV I felt as if anything would hit me I would just burst into tears, I have have never been this stressed out every, it was a brand new experience for me and it was not fun. So my dad and I walked into the DMV and the instructor was old, big man who just told us he justed failed someone. I started to tear up I couldn’t hold back. I have never been so embarrassed and nervous for something every. My significant biggest accomplishment so far in my 16 years of life would be getting my driver's license. A driver's license, something where I wasn’t forced to do or was expected. Getting my driver’s license was a dream of mind every since middle school. I felt when I have achieved my license I would become more independent, cooler, or even more confident.

There was always that one dream, a dream you wondered hours about when it would become true, one thought of you accomplishing it would make twinges of excitement flow through your body. Ever since my dad got me Need for Speed on my Xbox 360 for my 8th birthday, I have wanted to drive a real car. As a child, I would always yell at my dad to go faster. At that point of my life, everything was an ongoing race and thus, speed was the key. I had always begged my dad to let me steer the car but as always, I had gotten a disappointing answer. Finally, it was all a dream, turning 18, and getting a driver's license. How cool was it to drive your own car and go wherever you want? It was a whole new level of freedom and finally, after 18 years of dreaming

I could drive for as long as i wanted to with someone in the vehicle. The first time i got behind the wheel i was scared but i knew i could handle it. I was shaking a little bit but i was fine able i starting driving. I learned all the laws before i got behind the wheel. If i didn't know the laws i would get pulled over all the time. I never got pulled over while driving and i

Learning how to drive is an exciting milestone in a teenager’s life, but it also can be a terrifying one. Going back to my 10th grade year, I didn’t have a desire to learn how to drive. I was afraid, better yet traumatized, about driving. All these feelings came from two experiences that had a major impact on my life. Two of my first cousins were killed in their first year of driving.

It was like magic, suddenly all the things that my parents told me to do seemed to sink in and I was able to drive without killing the engine every few seconds. I drove around town for about an hour and a half getting used to the odd feeling of having to push in the clutch. I was able to practice everything I needed to drive on the main roads. Probably the hardest part was getting the car going on a hill. That was extra tricky because I had to get the timing perfect, I had to let go of the brake and get the car moving before gravity rolls the car backwards into the car behind

Driving always fascinated me. When I was little I used to sit on my father’s lap and he would drive up the hill and I would steer. Even though, this was my first time actually operating a vehicle, I believed I could handle it. How hard

Learning to drive was really challenging and I found my self-failing the road test after one week. I immediately went to talk my dad and he helped me put a plan

The first time I drove a true car was two years ago. I begged my friend so many time to teach me how to drive. Fortunately, my roommate his left his car to me when I came to ASU. Every day when I got out of class, I would drive the car around Tempe. But every thing got change after that Friday. It became a nightmare for me.