Saying I was a bit nervous is an understatement. This is a moment that most teens long for. It is a time in their life where they get to tackle the challenge that had plagued them for so long – to earn the right to be behind the wheel of a car and explore the open road on our own.
Leading up to the test I had taken lots of lessons with a driving instructor (Mr. Bottone was his name I believe). I had also done lots of practice driving with mom on the weekends, though had very little experience in the details like parallel parking. Yet no amount of practice can eliminate the nerves I had on this day.
It was a sunny morning at the local DMV in Wayne, NJ. I did not go to school that morning, but hoped to earn my license and still have enough time to drive my new car to school before it ended and show off my new ride). We waited in a long line of cars for about 40 minutes. I finally got to the front of the line, and instructor inside, the rest was up to me.
The test is done on a closed course. It last about 7 minutes, and did very well during most of it, only messing up slightly during the parallel parking. The instructor didn’t say anything and just kept making notes as I drive. We eventually reparked by the main building, and he said ‘congratulations – you passed!’
Writing this I still get that tingly sensation. It was official – I had my license! And after another hour of waiting, I finally got my photo taken and new ID printed. Mom was mega proud, and probably a bit nervous at the same time.
But when we got home, the first thing I did was get in my car and drive around in my 1990 Mitsubishi Eclipse with the music blasting and windows down. It was a day I will never forget!!