Driving is something that I’ve never dreamed of doing. I must have developed a little phobia because my mother died in a car accident. One more thing, I prefer to be the passenger because I love to take a snooze while travelling. I understand it’s not an ideal habit but what the heck.
Anyhow, moving to this other side of the world made me realize that driving is a necessity. Thus, I forced myself to get out from my cocoon and give it a shot.
After I’ve passed the driving exam, I was given minimum of nine (9) months to take the required lessons (in class and actual) and polish my driving skills accompanied by someone who has a Class 5 license (equivalent to Professional Driver’s License). Afterwhich, I will be qualified to take the road test.
(Note: Passing the road test is the “ticket” to driving alone freely.)
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driving 6+6 seat belt note to self
Anyway, after several weeks of preparation, I finally took my first road test.
And I failed.
Below are the road signs that I will never forget in my entire life (hell yeah!):
I guess, at the back of my mind, I was already expecting it when I saw the tester kept writing on the paper while I was doing my road test. I was sad but it did not dampen my spirit. I booked again for my second road test. Life must go on. Ha!