Becoming A Car Driver

Lastly, driving requires heavy responsibility and practice. If teenagers start to drive after they already left for out of state colleges, parents can not control and help student- drivers in troubles. It is a fatal danger for drivers not enough skilled to run on the road without any guidance.

All my life I dreamed of driving a car on my own, growing up my father would sit me on his lap while he drives his dads 76’ Corvette Stingray. The steering wheel vibrations, rumbling of the engine smell of hot asphalt gave me such an adrenaline rush at a young age. Ever since then, I knew as soon as I could drive I would do everything in my power to do so. When I came of age to drive, my parents didn’t trust me. My dad would say you’re not ready you’re not mature enough your only fifteen we are not in the country anymore we live in a city now. If we still lived in Virginia or the Country as he calls it there’s less people on the roads in rural areas. They kept telling me I wasn’t ready and that I’ll get in an accident because of my inexperience, one day my dad asked me to take him to the store. I was so excited it was finally time for me to prove my parents wrong. It was my time

This story takes place last summer in the month of July, about one week. My family and I went on a trip out west. Our final destination was in South Dakota. We left on a monday morning and I remember my mom was trying to get me up and they almost left without me. Everyone packed their bags in the car but when I was about to put mine in the car I was informed that there was no more room and it had to get tied to the roof. My dad eventually tied it down and off we went. After being in the car for over three hours my little cousin Maddie had to use the bathroom and I was really hungry.

It 's 4:00 am, my bed feels something like a cloud but less wet, laying facing the ceiling wondering if I will ever serve as a greater purpose other than grow up, get a job, get married, have a nice family, then die, you know the usual, none the less it still scares me knowing that one day I will die and no one will remember me or that I ever existed. Feelings of sadness soon swarm my mind until the alarm clock suddenly went off at 4:30 am which could only mean one thing;

An accomplishment that saw me transition from childhood to adulthood was when I got my Eagle Scout award. Since the award occurred so close my eighteenth birthday and I had been working on it for so long. This accomplishment allowed me to look back on my childhood and reflect on everything that I had had to do to earn this award but more importantly reflect on what I had learned in my travel through scouting. This was not only a growing up process for me but for my community and family.

DACA offers many more opportunities to the young illegal immigrants, like the right to work and study and to provide for themselves while feeling safe. Luis Gomez has been a DACA recipient since its inception. In an interview with TIME’s Maya Rhodan and Emma Talkoff, he was asked how his daily life changed with DACA. He stated that, “The biggest thing for me was when I got my driver’s license. Studying for the test, passing the test on the computer, and the driving test—just the process, and then getting my driver’s license and driving. That sense of freedom that I could drive, and if I’m pulled over I know it must be justified somehow, and if I did something bad then I know that the cop isn’t going to write me up for something that I can’t say anything about.

It was a cloudy morning so I was very paranoid because I didn’t want it to rain throughout the duration of my test. I was very well-prepared and on my mind I kept repeating the pattern that my driving instructor taught me “mirrors, indicate, shoulder check.” I wanted everything to be perfect and not make any silly mistakes. While my dad and I were at the AA centre waiting for the testing officer, my whole system was shaking. My heart was beating really fast to the point that it could run away from my chest. My legs and arms were shaking uncontrollably and the palm of my hands were as cold as ice due to the nervousness that I was feeling. I have never been so nervous my entire life except for that moment. My feelings doubled as we saw the testing officer walking towards us indicating that it was time for me to start the test. The testing officer was a very gentle old man and was not intimidating at all. We had a small talk, and it made me calm my system a bit while we were walking to the car park to commence the test. My nervousness slowly disappeared as we are driving until I gained my confidence again. The test ended up like a breeze and the next thing I know was I passed the test! I cannot contain my emotions as I saw the testing officer take his pen out to sign and give me my temporary licence. I have never been happier at that moment of my life. I was really happy to the point that I just wanted to do a victory dance in front

It may seem strange that between the age of tricycle riding and the age of driving, I am, in some aspects, the same as I’ve always been.

As soon as we loaded up the car I sat there frozen as ice not believing we were going to a roller coaster park. Me and my dad loaded the last thing into the car and we left. it was about an hour long drive so I had lots of time to think about it. The ride was quiet and

The day I greatly feared has finally come. The day every teenager must go through. I have been at home all summer and my parents decided to sign me up for a drivers education course. The course started the very next week. Since it was the beginning of summer my class was full of students my age and younger. On the first day, we went through driving rules and traffic signs. In two days I took a test to get my learners permit so I could be able to drive with my instructor. I passed! Weeks went by and I finished my course, now all I had left was to sign up for my road test. Although I have not practiced parallel parking, I still managed to get my drivers license and pass my test. My only problem I had was I did not have enough practice with parallel

It was a perfectly good night for a cruise down the old highway, the air was pleasant and the breeze was delicate. It was a Sunday afternoon last spring and my grandparents came over for our weekly Sunday supper. Earlier that day my dad got our Beetle Bug running and ready for us to learn how to drive manual. Baylee and I had been practicing all day trying to master the art of driving stick. I guess you could say that we knew the basics but we had not perfected them yet.

The first I ever had was an old model of the brand Toyota. It was color blue and was second-hand so I got it at a cheaper price. For a second-hand car, it was in a really good condition. Although I had to do some repainting since it had some dents and scratches on it. I remember my dad telling me that if I want to earn my first car, I need to work for it. I did some part-time works so that I can earn. My parents of course helped me with purchasing. They shouldered about half of price. My father told me that buying a car is one of the most fulfilling experience I will have in my young life because I can see where my money is going.

To start off with, there is a huge debate on whether teens should drive at a young age. Teens shouldn 't drive at a young age because, “teens are the least likely to wear a seatbelt, and are more likely to crash, they have no emotional appeal to the reality of driving under the influence” . Teens still drive after consuming alcohol while driving. “In 2010, mostly all crashes caused by teen drivers injured 282,000 youngsters and killed for driving at a young age”. “ distraction ” is one of the main causes of wrecks. Most teens like to look around and explore the nature. They are immature and don 't fully develop right. The number that teens end up doing while driving is text. Texting while driving a huge major problem for students that drive. Teens get easily distracted by a text message and decide to text back. Clearly it takes your eye off the street and it could lead yourself in death or major injury.

In this discussion I’m going to be talking about adult development from when I was age 15-23 and how I rushed my life from being a child to becoming an adult.

It was the spring I turned sixteen, I was full of excitement that I had gotten my license. I wanted to drive around wherever I went. I had just gotten a job and could not wait to be able to drive myself around. The only problem was that I did not have my own car, if I went to work, school, or to hang out with my friends I had to borrow my parent’s car. In the beginning, this was not a problem because my parent's schedules and mine rarely came into conflict. Once the summer began I started to get busier with work and my extracurricular activities, I started to need the car everyday. Therefore I decided that I needed to convince my parents that I should get my own car. The rhetoric terms helped me gain permission from my parents to buy my own car.