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2. Nearly running out of gas was an awkward moment. Dad and I were running errands on Wednesday when the low fuel warning light came on. I didn't realize how low I was. Dad started to worry he was going to have to walk home!
3. I learned to drive when I was 30 years old. I took drivers ed in high school (as a senior, I waited as long as I could!) Then Dad wanted to continue teaching me on a stick shift which I absolutely despised, so I stopped driving. Thankfully I worked within walking distance. Finally at 30 I started driving again on an automatic and got my license.
4. I can only take so much heat and humidity before I get grumpy.
1 comment:
That is pretty art, Mudpie.
I started driving unofficially up and down the private track to our house when I was 12. As soon as I was old enough to get my licence and drive on the roads I took my test. I failed the first time for driving too fast, but passed when I was 18. I have never driven an automatic, always a stick shift or column change.
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