Nobody ever taught me to drive. I guess I picked it up from driving the lawn tractor for many years before hand. (I did take Driver’s Ed, but I already had my license by then.)
Just reading Michael talking I thought it was my daughter talking. She does that to me all of the time. She even tells me if someone is coming up on my right or left or if they are tailgating me. I have a human blind spot sensor.
I drive by the book – my wife is a saint for not complaining. My view is that everything is a technicality until something goes wrong. The only time I mention her driving is when her speed gets above 80 mph: 76 mph is ticketable in Arizona and is often used to make stops for drug interdiction. I say her speed is “impressive.”
My husband is the best driver I know…and the worst passenger. I had to drive him to the hospital once, and he was critiquing my driving the entire way there. I told him that I was never driving him again unless I absolutely have to.
My mother was to much of a nervous nelly to teach me, and my grandmother absolutely forbid my grandfather to try, as his mobility was decreasing and he would not have been able to seize the wheel if needed. I wound up taking Driver’s Ed with my grandmother, who decided to get her learner’s permit for the first time in 30 years. She was just re-learning though, as she had been driving until their move to Florida.
Learned to drive a tractor – then a ’49 Ford pickup in the field where I had to sit on pillows to see over the dash and slide down to push in the clutch to shift. Mom would have me drive her to town in a ’53 Chevy when I could finally see over the dash LOL… Got a farm permit at 14 and had been driving 2 years when I took drivers ed in high school and was one of the few that knew how to back up with a trailer…
I taught myself to drive when I was 12 when my father left me in the car while he went into a bar. It was several miles from home, I knew how to start the car, a 55 Buick, with out a key. So I managed to drive home.
I taught all 4 of my kids to drive when they were 12 by taking my AWD pickup onto state forest 2 tracks. They learned how to drive a stick shift and all easily passed the drivers test when they were 16.
I live alone, but have driven on road trips with 2 other friends. I ended up doing all the driving after while, because one drove so slow, a half hour trip went on for 2 hours. She had no idea how to use downshifting and upshifting (the car has paddle shifters) when driving in the mountains and no matter how hard I tried to show her, she couldn’t catch on. I worried she’d fry my brakes on that trip. The other rubbernecked so much, we almost went off the road several times while on the freeway.
I remember my Dad taking me out into the country so we’d encounter few cars. We switched places for my first lesson. Driving at 25 mph suddenly felt like I was going 100 mph!
Oh my dad was in heaven once I got my license. He got in the back seat with his cig and beer and I drove on the L.I.E and into my grandma’s (his mom). My mother drove me nuts with her going on and on to my dad that he should be driving. I got us there just fine and my dad told me I did great and gave me a big hug and kiss and that he was very proud to me. I was in 7th heaven for the rest of my day.
Things have certainly changed. When I learned to drive, distances were measured in 6-packs (beer). 100 miles was One 6-pack. Texas has sure turned THAT method around.
Took Driver’s Education. Can’t remember if we ever did parallel parking. First time I went to the BMV for the driving test, I failed because i couldn’t parallel park. Went home and practiced in our wide driveway with two other cars until I could do it.
JD'Huntsville'AL almost 5 years ago
Nobody ever taught me to drive. I guess I picked it up from driving the lawn tractor for many years before hand. (I did take Driver’s Ed, but I already had my license by then.)
BrendaStefka almost 5 years ago
Just reading Michael talking I thought it was my daughter talking. She does that to me all of the time. She even tells me if someone is coming up on my right or left or if they are tailgating me. I have a human blind spot sensor.
Tantor almost 5 years ago
No you can’t
jpayne4040 almost 5 years ago
I love how Michael answers seriously (and excitedly) even though Dad was not being serious!
flagmichael almost 5 years ago
I drive by the book – my wife is a saint for not complaining. My view is that everything is a technicality until something goes wrong. The only time I mention her driving is when her speed gets above 80 mph: 76 mph is ticketable in Arizona and is often used to make stops for drug interdiction. I say her speed is “impressive.”
e.groves almost 5 years ago
I helped teach my grandson to drive a few years ago. I didn’t realize how much more traffic there is compared to how it used to be.
Fiammata almost 5 years ago
What, and hit the garage door?
Wren Fahel almost 5 years ago
My husband is the best driver I know…and the worst passenger. I had to drive him to the hospital once, and he was critiquing my driving the entire way there. I told him that I was never driving him again unless I absolutely have to.
vaughnrl2003 Premium Member almost 5 years ago
Hey, it’s a start. Give it to him.
jbrobo Premium Member almost 5 years ago
We started the kids out by driving in the cemetery down the street. Couldn’t hurt anybody there
dv1093 almost 5 years ago
Dads a lot nicer than I would have been.
stefaninafla almost 5 years ago
My mother was to much of a nervous nelly to teach me, and my grandmother absolutely forbid my grandfather to try, as his mobility was decreasing and he would not have been able to seize the wheel if needed. I wound up taking Driver’s Ed with my grandmother, who decided to get her learner’s permit for the first time in 30 years. She was just re-learning though, as she had been driving until their move to Florida.
Omniman almost 5 years ago
Make sure your child gets as many miles of driving with you next to them as possible, so they will learn good habits for when you’re not.
brick10 almost 5 years ago
They should have stopped at a filling station so Mike could put gas in the car and pay for it.
raptor almost 5 years ago
Learned to drive a tractor – then a ’49 Ford pickup in the field where I had to sit on pillows to see over the dash and slide down to push in the clutch to shift. Mom would have me drive her to town in a ’53 Chevy when I could finally see over the dash LOL… Got a farm permit at 14 and had been driving 2 years when I took drivers ed in high school and was one of the few that knew how to back up with a trailer…
timbob2313 Premium Member almost 5 years ago
I taught myself to drive when I was 12 when my father left me in the car while he went into a bar. It was several miles from home, I knew how to start the car, a 55 Buick, with out a key. So I managed to drive home.
I taught all 4 of my kids to drive when they were 12 by taking my AWD pickup onto state forest 2 tracks. They learned how to drive a stick shift and all easily passed the drivers test when they were 16.Airbender almost 5 years ago
I live alone, but have driven on road trips with 2 other friends. I ended up doing all the driving after while, because one drove so slow, a half hour trip went on for 2 hours. She had no idea how to use downshifting and upshifting (the car has paddle shifters) when driving in the mountains and no matter how hard I tried to show her, she couldn’t catch on. I worried she’d fry my brakes on that trip. The other rubbernecked so much, we almost went off the road several times while on the freeway.
Sassy's Mom almost 5 years ago
I remember my Dad taking me out into the country so we’d encounter few cars. We switched places for my first lesson. Driving at 25 mph suddenly felt like I was going 100 mph!
tuslog1964 almost 5 years ago
Re the rolling stop – The 4-way stop on rte #24 in Mt. Sterling, Ill was the county biggest source of income in the 1950s. (Before the days of DOT)
stamps almost 5 years ago
I learned to drive in a 3-wheel Fiat driving around my grandfather’s farm (this was back in the 1950’s).
whenlifewassimpler almost 5 years ago
Oh my dad was in heaven once I got my license. He got in the back seat with his cig and beer and I drove on the L.I.E and into my grandma’s (his mom). My mother drove me nuts with her going on and on to my dad that he should be driving. I got us there just fine and my dad told me I did great and gave me a big hug and kiss and that he was very proud to me. I was in 7th heaven for the rest of my day.
bucker39 Premium Member almost 5 years ago
Things have certainly changed. When I learned to drive, distances were measured in 6-packs (beer). 100 miles was One 6-pack. Texas has sure turned THAT method around.
MrFixit almost 5 years ago
Took Driver’s Education. Can’t remember if we ever did parallel parking. First time I went to the BMV for the driving test, I failed because i couldn’t parallel park. Went home and practiced in our wide driveway with two other cars until I could do it.
lordhoff almost 5 years ago
Well, at least he’s not in the back seat.