My first driving lesson was when I was 14 years old. It was on a Friday night, in the church’s parking lot. I jumped into the big blue van and turned the van on. I sat in front of the steering wheel and I felt my butterflies in my stomach. I was very nervous and excited at the same time. I pushed on the breaks and slowly switched from the parking gear to the driving. I slowly let go of the brake and pushed the gas petal gently. I went around the parking lot and parked in front of the church. I got off enthusiastically and admired my parking until I noticed that the wheel was on the curb. I tried going in reverse to fix the car so that my dad wouldn’t yell at me. But who was to know that I wasn’t going to be able to fix it? Apparently my father
My legs are cramping, sweat slides down my face falling down onto the ground. My feet are screaming, telling you to let them out. Bending down, hands on my knees, I look up and I finally reach my destination, the grocery store. Imagine doing this everyday, just because cars were not invented. Something most people do not realize is how much cars have affected our lives. These amazing inventions have inspired people around the world to step up and try to make them impeccable. Whether it is the way they work, or even the substances they run on to work, people have taken the task to improve them to the best of their ability. However, the main thing people forget is where it all began. The invention of the first car has had a tremendous impact on my life.
Mechanical equipment needs to be maintained to run effectively. This includes your car, especially since you rely on your vehicle to get you to work, school or to drive your children around town. When you don't maintain your vehicle with a regular tune-up, you can run into serious problems that could cost thousands to repair.
The most indelible day of my life was when my spouse and I acquired our 1998 Lexus ES 300; we were filled with jubilance! There's nothing like having your own transportation, and not having to be subordinate upon others. Before acquiring our vehicle we were riding the bus; riding the bus was intricate; especially being parents of three. Having our own reliable means of transportation; made getting around more convenient; able to arrive at destinations on time were appeasing.
I think the one object that changed me from a child to an adult was my car. Not only with the car had I got more freedom, but also more responsibilities. It’s hard juggling soccer, two jobs, a sick grandma, and summer work, but it’s the addition I chose with the car. Before, I relied on my parents to take me to work, movies, or anywhere else I wanted to go; now I’m self-reliant, and get all these things done myself. Also with the car came freedom, I could hang out with friends more, and became more flexible. Since my parents trusted me, I had to get my work done first. The work meant anything from my jobs, summer work, chores, or anything they told me to do, so they couldn’t take my car. Once before soccer conditioning I drove to a girl’s house.
Dear non-signalers, everyone has had a run in with you and you are the reason that people get road rage, other than slow drivers in the left lane, and you cause more accidents every year than drunk driving, distracted driving and aggressive driving.
My first experience with driving was an overall petrifying experience. My mother was allowing me to drive the car back into the driveway, if I can recall correctly I was 16 or 17 years of age. I always was very determined about driving moreover, when I finally got behind the wheel of a car it was completely different then what I expected. I presumed that driving a vehicle was the same as driving in one of those games at the arcade. So the first thing that I did was accelerate
Most people think of scoring points as a good thing and in many cases, it is. Unfortunately, this is not the case with your driver's license. Driving records are essentially trascripts of your driving behavior. They include everything from citations you have received to any accidents that you have been involved in, regardless of who was at fault.
Too many times are others injured, sometimes fatally, because of the error of a driver on a busy roadway or highway. Poor driving skills are seen at all ages, but one age group that is particularly vulnerable to accidents and fender benders are senior citizens. This can be seen in a number of ways, through various surveys that have been conducted by driving associations, the federal government, and other groups. It is often debated whether seniors are more dangerous than other drivers, or simply more susceptible to being injured. Both are true, however due to their old age and declining physical abilities. A study conducted by the AAA Foundation found that up to ninety-five percent of drivers over the age of 65 use medications that could potentially
It started out as just a casual drive with my dad to the store on a slick rainy night. I was not feeling so comfortable driving and constantly tried to shift my view, seat, and mirrors because I was so new. Flying at the speed of 45 mph I drove home on the street Alameda. For some reason I just felt jittery like I had just drank a leader of coke. I stop at the light one block away from my house in the turn lane. The light was green and I awaited an opportunity to turn left while all of the blindingly bright lights passed me by. As soon as I had a wide enough gap in traffic I proceeded to turn left without the thought that someone could swiftly run a red light. Suddenly, bam! The next thing I know I was sitting in the car halfway on the curb facing the ruck that had hit me and waiting for the police to arrive and thankfully no one was hurt. After the accident I could not trust anyone on the road and avoided driving as if it were the bane of my existence. I finally decided that it was time to get back on the horse because I did not want to let that experience get the best of me. I started to learn to drive defensively. Five months later, here I am and fully capable of effectively and confidently traveling from one place to
Accidents happening on the road are becoming very common these past couple of years. Even though driving is a simple task that many people do on a daily basis. Most people are considered safe drivers, but some groups of people are incapable of driving safely. Safe is supposed to be the word that describes senior drivers, but unfortunately it isn’t. According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, in 2012, more than 5,560 older adults were killed and more than 214,000 were injured in motor vehicle crashes, this amounts to 15 older adults killed and 586 injured in crashes on average every day (CDC). There are some factors that can make a senior citizen dangerous behind the wheel and on the road. Problems with the senior citizens driving today are that their reflexes react slower because of some kind a physical health change and also that they lose concentration fast which leads to more and more accidents. Hopefully, there are solutions to this problem.
Teens need to be taught that driving is a task that is complex and demanding. Parents know how much experience a young driver has, and they know exactly how inconvenient it is when they have to drive with their teen everywhere while they have their permit. Teens tend to cause most traffic accidents in adults’ eyes. They are not experienced yet, and often fail to pay attention to others on the road. They often think of a car as being some type of toy, but they do not know how powerful it really is. The driver education programs must be strengthened in order to make sure that students really have safer habits, behind the wheel experience, and by having a better understanding of all the laws on the road.
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.
One winter day as I was sitting on the couch, scrolling through Facebook on my phone, my dad said to me, "Come outside. You're about to learn how to drive a manual."
Vrrrm-brummm-brmmmm! The engine roared like a hungry grizzly bear as I fired up the old blue truck. I reached up to the overhead compartment and took out my Aviators to shield my eyes from the bright autumn sun. The leaves were golden yellow. Yes, the weather was perfect for a Sunday drive. My mom sat next to me on the wide bench seat, ready to head up the road into “Pillsbury.” Minnesota's oldest state forest boasts a mix of deciduous and coniferous trees over 40 square miles dotted with small lakes and ponds. Every fall, the maples, aspens, birches, and oaks transform the rolling hills into a palette of burnt sienna, crimson, and saffron. The colorful landscape draws a range of spectators; and today I was curious who we’d meet and what they would be doing.
The first time I drove a true car was 19 years old. I enrolled a driving class, but I just took 6 hours class and withdrew the class. Because I thought I am able to drive a car. After few months I went to ASU. Fortunately, my roommate, he 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.