The time has finally come for Katie to do the behind-the-wheel part of her driver’s education training on her way to getting her learner’s permit.
I remember being quite nervous when Nicholas did his behind-the-wheel training but that was mainly down to him being a) a BOY and b) prone to squirrel moments.
Fortunately, Katie is neither of those but seeing her getting behind the wheel is still a bit nerve-wracking but it’s much more due to knowing the insane drivers she will be sharing the road with doing something stupid as she’s driving safely and genuinely not wanting that phone call or knock on the door.
To be fair, she’s certainly capable of giving a motorised vehicle the beans when she sets her mind to it. Her laps round the go-kart tracks in Ocean Isle Beach and at Adventure Landing are proof enough that she’s got a competitive streak a mile wide and a foot that can morph into lead when she wishes.
I’ve no doubt that when she’s got her permit and her licence, she will do well behind the wheel.
She’s not the one I worry about.
It’s the nut-cases masquerading as drivers who think they’ve got the skills of Lewis Hamilton or the NASCAR lot who truly don’t.
As it turned out on this particular occasion, she wasn’t the one to really worry about. Apparently the other student driver was, shall we say, a bit less-than-stellar and she felt that they were going to flip the car over at one point during his time behind the wheel before the (likely) terrified instructor wrested back control. But what else can you expect from a *BOY* who probably thinks the physics in a real car is the same as the arcade games at the Chuck E Cheese?
Katie’s turn behind the wheel apparently wasn’t anywhere near as interesting or exciting.
And that’s a *GOOD* thing. There is only so many pairs of underwear one can carry round with them… 🙂
