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My First Driving Research Paper

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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

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