Personal Narrative: Lessons Learned While Driving

yelled as he pulled me up. Right as I looked into his deep blue eyes, I felt like I was in one of the cheesy romantic movies. It felt as though there was a spotlight shining on us, and we were the only ones in the world.

I struggled so much when learning to drive, I didn’t think I would ever be able to get my license. Everytime I go out and drive something different would always go wrong. I would get too caught up in the freedom of driving and listening to the blaring music that I would forget something. When I first started I wouldn’t think it would ever be this hard because my parents make it look so easy. When I was fifteen I was learning how to drive, but I kept struggling with a couple different aspects of driving. Eventually after I kept practicing I was able to perfect the art of driving, and come closer to becoming an adult.

The first time I jump in the my dad vehicle I thought all I had to do was to crank the car up and push the gas petal to make the vehicle go, but it wasn’t just that that I had to do and I found that out quick because my daddy was

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 sat there nervous , thinking this is it I have to do this ,It's now or never . I can feel the sweat coming down my forehead ,my hands also sweaty as I gripped the steering wheel.My shot at getting my drivers license was finally here . I can feel the driving instructor watch my every move . But let's go back a couple of weeks to the one day I decided I was ready to get behind the wheel . My 15th birthday , in my culture when a girl turns 15 they are coming into adult hood and there is a big celebration called Quinceañera. I was not to happy with the celebration all I really wished for was to have my own car . My parents on the other and it being tradition they didn't really ask for my opinion . After all what teenage girl didn't want to have

Finally, my mom bought a good condition used car. My car was small and black. I started to drive alone. When I began drive, I developed my driving skill. I got to know the road name. After passed all of that thing, one of my favorite thing is driving a car. “ The best things happen unexpectedly.” Wrote

Driving school was quite the experience for me. To say the least, it was extremely interesting. I learned so much from this course, which I did not even know I could learn so much about driving in four hours! Throughout my paper, I will talk about the main topics that I learned and what I expect to make me a better driver.

I approached the vehicle and asked MD why she was driving without someone 21 years of age in the vehicle and she informed me that she just wanted to hang out with friends and watch the fireworks. I asked MD if anyone in the vehicle had consumed alcohol and she told me no.

It's Friday, March 25 in the morning at about 7:00 am when my mom wakes all of us up to get ready to leave. On the way to Minnesota we were driving, but still in suamico, we stopped at a Kwik Trip gas station to fill up the tank. We all were thirsty so we got a water from the cooler in the back of the truck, but my brother Roy spilled his all over himself and on the seats.”Good thing it's just water.” My mom said. As we drove across the imaginary line splitting Wisconsin with Minnesota there was a big rock carved into the shape of Minnesota that said, “Welcome To Minnesota.” When we were on the highway we almost got into two major accidents, the first one was when we had an open lane ahead the driver to the right of us tried coming into our lane right next to us and put our left two tires

It was a brisk foggy afternoon that was soon to turn to night. John had just waved by to all his friends at the party. It was a thirty minute drive home down some back roads in the country. Five minutes down the road it got dark and foggy, John was trying to get home as fast as he could safely. He was surrounded by open fields and corn fields on all sides. Then before he knew it his truck started to stall for an unexplainable reason. John immediately started to panic but tried to stay calm the best that he could. His truck came to a complete stop and there he was on a back road in the middle of nowhere. The only thing that he could see in front of him was a mailbox with a long drive with cornfields on both sides. John had no other option in the world

On October 31, 2017, my mom expected me to be home by 12:00am. I was driving at night and noticed that I was only forty-five minutes away. I thought about taking a shortcut through the woods. The roads appeared to be working after being reconstructed. The only thing that caught my attention was a sign. I looked at the sign and noticed that I had to be careful of how I drive. I normally drive 60 mph on highways. Sometimes, I go faster than that. I took exit 240 to get home. Ten minutes later, another sign appeared. On this sign, it mentions construction ahead. Since the road was fine, I thought it would not matter. I drove straight down the road without being nervous. I suddenly had a phone call from my mother. She asked, “Where are you?” I told her that I was only ten minutes away.

Driving dragged on, after a while the speed felt slower and slower as I worked to concentrate on the car in front of me. Sometimes I would test myself, how fast I could grab the gun and take the safety off without taking my other hand off the wheel. I checked the mirror frequently to make sure there was still a trailer behind me, and cars behind it.

I learned to drive sophomore year. My father taught me I also got my temporary Id and went to driving school. Learning how to drive was a major milestone for me sophomore year. Every weekend we would get up and go to a vacant lot and drive around and practice my cones. When I got my temporary Id I thought driving would be simple and easy which it was. During driving school I had to take in cards which was cool. But the instructors kept teaching me different driving styles and techniques. When I finally took my test I was nervous I thought I was going to fail miserably. When we got there my mom could tell I was nervous and give me advice. I failed both parts of my test and didn’t want to retake it anymore. My temporary id expired in a few months

empty lanes and she whispered 'let's run'. You responded by turning the music down and floor the pedal down like nobody's business. She screams her heart out and in that moment, you became one with the road and your car. Driving around with no directions and hunting corners; the pure joy of driving only some could understand. haven't felt this in a while. welcome

Once I showed him my report card, I told him “I have proved myself to you and I really would love to race.” He was in shock that I remembered this promise but he kept to it. It took a few months to find a car but we found a perfect starter. I was nine years old and the car I was able to race is called a junior dragster. So much work went into getting the dragster ready to make sure I was safe. Once it was finally ready, we took my car to Atco Dragway in New Jersey for my license runs. My first pass down the track was exciting yet crazy, “I want to go faster, this was too slow for me” I told my dad. Being able to have this experience changed my life. I felt like I was in full control of time and everything else around me didn’t' matter. From then on I knew that this is what I wanted to