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Personal Narrative: My First Driving Experience

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My childhood was one of the most interesting part of my life. There are various incident which i remember very clearly. One of the was my first driving experience. It was class 10th when i learned driving. I called one best friend of mine to teach me how to drive. He came to my place, took my car keys and drove us to a isolated place where i could learn driving, After 2-3 hour when we guys were very tired,so we thought of returning home. My friend came on the driving seat and started driving back us to home. On way back to home suddenly my car started jerking. We both started getting nervous. Suddenly car stopped in the middle of the road. We didn 't knew what the hell happened. We were just praying to reach home safely. To our surprise one

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