In a minute I thought, how on earth did I get in here??What am I doing inside this very car with a stranger?? And why did I sit in the driver's seat?? I was nervous. I have no idea how to control the steering let alone the brake the clutch and the gear. The moment he said start the engine, I was sweating like nobody business. Why can't he show me first how to drive?? What if I hit the pole...or worst..a human.
After a few minutes, I gained the confidence. And when he saw me smiling, he started to talk about this and that. About his wife, his son and everything. Now I realise how hard it is to drive when your thought is somewhere else. I suddenly couldn't make sense of which is left and right. That's why I almost hit the bush. He said 'brake!'. Because I was nervous, I didn't know what I did. But the last thing I knew, the engine had died off.
Coz he is my instructor, he didn't give up though he knows his life is in danger. The next thing I did was parking. Worst thing happened when I tried to reverse. I didn't even look at the side mirror. I was enjoying myself 'pushing and pulling' the steering (hey its fun.lol). He once again said 'brake!' coz I almost hit the poles. But, as usual, I was nervous. I screamed. I acidentally released the steering and tried to make sense which one is brake. And end up, I press the accelerator instead. And, yes, I hit the poles excellently.
The instructor must be annoyed having such a lembab student like me. I almost give up. I hate those three things; the clutch, the brake, the accelerator. I wish cars only have steering and nothing else.