Driving and Dying?
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2017-06-21 11:31 by Sarah Denninger
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Driving and Dying?
 

I remember the first time I had driven the car out into town. I had my drivers permit and we were going to pick up my old best friend from her neighborhood which was all the way across town. About a twenty minutes drive from home. With much persistence and patience I had somehow managed to get him to agree to letting me be taught how to drive. Admittedly we had some communication problems and I was unsure if we would ever survive. It was me being to quick with the clutch or not shifting at the right time. Sometimes I stalled out while we're were on the road and I remember all the terror in my mind. I just didn't understand how people did it then. There was so much you had to feel and hear and move just to move a vehicle on wheels. It needed fixing sometimes, gas. And you had to know which was the brake, clutch and the speed racing peddle. I really wanted to go go go in my dreams but on the road it was a different story. 

I remember the time when I had to first learn to drive on their highway. I had never done it before and it was a big vast world when it came to the people and who Lived in it. I was facing death out there, possible crashing, crazies, and homeless people. The worst though, semis. **** this big ass mother****ers trucks. Every time I drive to a new city I get so paranoid I'll be squashed under one and suffocate. It's honestly very nerve wracking. I'm already tiny, I don't need to be any tinier. 

So of course I get behind them wheel, drive forward and manage to get to second gear (forgot to mention that I'm learning to drive a manual car, no easy shortcuts in this family) and make my way to fourth. My dad then tells me faster so I can get to fifth before I merge. Quickly I get nervous. You have to push down and go all the way to the right side and not mess up or you will stall out in the middle of the highway and probably die. With much determination I managed to make it work but the wheel had jumped left and right when I did it from the nerves. 

That day I had thought we were gonna crash and I was gonna kill us both but I needed to learn. That's the thing about life, you have to learn to do new things somehow and sometimes you just have to jump right into it. Maybe you live, maybe not but it is the world and it's dumb luck that gets us sometimes. 

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