Two driving practices have gone down with no accidents of the vehicular or execratory kind. I celebrate with an appletini.

I’m rolling AC’s truck around the hood, shit’s going smooth. Apparently too smooth because the mofo suggests I take us to the “residential” spot.

“You mean Ladd’s??” I protest.
“Why not?”
Well, it’s your car, dude. For those of you that don’t know, Ladd’s Addition is a big mess. Here, look. The side streets are hella narrow, especially with cars parked on both shoulders. It got hairy at moments.

After that we went back down so I could practice left turns, which the instructor, my sister and AC all said are rougher than my right turns. I think I sorted that out. Then I drove us over to Burnside, including crossing Sandy. Yeah it was pushing 9, so traffic was light. But Sandy’s a diagonal 5 lane street (including the center turning lane, plus 2 bike lanes ) and I’ve got maybe 6 hours behind the wheel so far. It was some excitement. Get off my back.

I was supposed to practice three times before lesson #2, but all I had to work on was turning, I feel pretty good about that now. I’m sure my turning is very beginnery, but it will be for a while. If I get some practice time before next week, I’ll take it, but I’m not going to delay.

I’m sure that I’ll have new shit to practice after lesson #2, so people with automatics are still encouraged to volunteer. There’s lunch in it for you. Or beers after or whatever.