Personal Narrative: The Joys Of Driving

Usually as a sophomore in high school we experience one of the most exciting things, driving. The minute one turns fifteen and a half we race to the DMV, take the test, and get our temporary licence. This is where we spend the next half a year in a car with our parents, practicing and being told everything to do and not to do.

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.

Driving has never been an interest of mine. Numerous movies and television shows make getting your driver’s license a monumental part of every teenager’s life. To most of my peers, it is. However, I have always preferred to enjoy my time having somebody else take care of my transportation. As I’ve grown older, I couldn’t help but notice more and more downfalls to driving. One particular experience with my uncle and two of my cousins stands out more than the rest. I will admit I should have expected something to go wrong while my uncle was driving; I had heard about his tendency to become distracted and his occasional wrecks before. However, none of that knowledge was going through my mind as I jumped in his car for a quick trip to his

After I got my permits my mom and dad started to let me drive the car more and take them places when they aren’t feeling like driving. When I got my license they began to send me to places alone to go get stuff for them that they needed. The first place they sent me was to Bogalusa to go meet up with my sister at her job at citi trends. I knew where and how to get to Bogalusa because I been there so many times, but the only thing I couldn’t remember sometimes is where my sister job was at. So every time I was to make it to Bogalusa I would call my mom or my sister to give me directions. The next day the whole family wanted to go out to eat somewhere at a restaurants to celebrate me for passing my driver’s license test, but the only thing about was that I had to drive the whole time and it was supposed to be a surprised for me. I had to drive all the way to Hattiesburg to some restaurant I never been to before. The food there was good and I had really enjoyed myself. That was one of the best things to happen to me in my life. All I got to say about driving is that it was the best of the best thing to ever happen to

Passing my permit test was a piece of cake. I read the driving manual book on the way to the BMV and knew all of the answers to the questions except one of the road signs. However, after getting my permit, no one really wanted to take the time to teach me how to drive. My mom had her license suspended at the time so she didn’t want to risk driving with me. The responsibility

Driving has become an integral part of today's society.The ability to commute long distances and perform daily tasks quickly (such as picking up food at the grocery store) is evidence of our advancement in technology.Naturally earning the ability to drive is a cornerstone in anyone's life,"sixteen" being an age well remembered for this new-found knowledge. This changed however when Oregon passed a law limiting these privileges called "graduated licensing" - and although its intentions are well meaning graduated licensing's result is far from perfect.

Erin Whitehouse got her driver’s license at sixteen on her first try. Proud of that, she had begged her parents to take the car out nearly every day. Crossing town had been no problem then. Over the years, though, she had let go of the wheel. Jack, her husband liked to drive, and he had critiqued her driving until she had finally given in and turned the task over him whenever they were together. She had still run errands, but quick runs bore no resemblance to driving to work and home, across town, during rush hour traffic.

While many people receive their licenses at sixteen, I waited until I was twenty-three before I attained my license. When the day ultimately came for the test, my mother and sister dropped me off at the license branch. After I took and passed the written exam, I waited to hear the driving instructor call my name. As I sat there, it seemed that an eternity passed before I heard my name called and my driving instructor introduced herself. When we left, there were butterflies in my stomach as we walked to my car. By performing a safety test, she established that

Driving is a very hard thing to master. There are so many moving parts, and rules that you must follow. If the rules are not followed it could end up in serious injury and having to pay lots of money to fix damages. Speeding and stopping at red lights were two things that I had trouble with when I was younger. When you get in trouble for these things, you learn from them pretty quick.

While taking drivers education, you are tested and taught about all the rules of the roads and shown many reasons to follow these roads. For example, if you didn’t follow the speed limit signs, you are most likely to be given a ticket and fined a couple hundred dollars. While you are driving with an adult, they will supervise you and tell you what things you are doing wrong so that you will not make the mistake again. This way, you’ll be sure not to make the same mistakes while taking your driver’s test. After you’ve received your learners permit, you are required to complete a minimum of six hours of behind-the wheel training with a professional driver. When taking the behind-the wheel training, you will be tested on many roads and areas so your trainer will know what you are doing wrong and will teach you the correct way. All of these abilities are great for becoming the safest and best driver.

From the first thought of my older brother starting to drive I was very doubtful of his abilities. He started a driving class to get his learner's permit in May, just after school ended. Though my doubt was great, he seemed to grasp all the concepts of driving, and when I ride with him, pretty well. And over the months I started to trust in him more, and trusted the education given to him by Greg, his driving instructor.

To begin with the process you need to take a driver’s Ed Class. You have a choice of taking it in high school or a driving school. In a high school it is free and it counts as an elective class so you get five credits. In a driving school you have to pay to take the course, at Safeway Driving school. The amount to take the class

As I felt the truck buck, I knew I that hadn’t switched gears properly. The engine shut off and the evening dragged on. “You killed it,” my father told me. I restarted the old truck up and tried driving again. Learning to drive was very difficult for me, but I needed to learn so that I could transport my brother and me to school and wherever else we needed to go. I waited to get behind the wheel of an automobile until I finished the dull driver’s education class that my parents had signed me up for a month after turning fifteen. I thought that I would easily pick up driving since I had passed all the written tests without any problems, but I was wrong.

On your sixteenth birthday, most people go right to the RMV, and take the famous permit test. Once the permit is received, the practice of driving begins.. Hands on the wheel, at ten and two, trying to impress the driving instructor with your skills. You are so focused on keeping those eyes on the road when

Driving fast in a car may be unsafe but the thrill and excitement of high rates of speed gave me a rush I had never felt before. Seeing, feeling and hearing everything go by faster made the whole driving experience so much better. My mouth watered with envy as I approached the drivers' seat every time I went out for a drive. The automobile, as a whole, became a high interest of mine; the styling, the sound and the speed of it. I loved driving and I loved cars and all of this new found love was from the birth of my drivers' license. Such a simple piece of paper opened up such a broad area of learning for me; it was of much amazement to me.