Heheh. I wish I had had a driving instructor who was a bit more proactive. Ok, maybe not THAT proactive. I took drivers ed, which was voluntary for us since this was in NYC (Manhattan), and got placed with 3 other students and the driving instructor. Well, it turned out that the instructor and three of us students were all big into Atari computers and BBS's (this was in the 80's before the Internet was at all popular). We ended up spending 90% of each class gabbing about pirating software while the instructor gave us no real instruction and only kept us from crashing into things with his second set of breaks. With this and the fact I didn't have any car to practice on, I didn't even bother trying to take the driving test. I had to wait another 9 or 10 years before I finally took lessons in VA and got my license at the ripe old age of 26!
Levi > -----Original Message----- > From: [email protected] [mailto:[EMAIL PROTECTED] On Behalf Of > Jerry Godsey > Sent: Friday, July 06, 2007 11:45 PM > To: [email protected] > Subject: Re: [Treo] OT WAS: Carrier wars > > "When he was being trained how to drive and shift a big truck, the > military > trainer would sit next to him, and every time he missed a shift or > grinded > the gears, the trainer would take a small club and club his shifting > hand > with it. That's how his hand got so gnarled." > Sounds like my high school driver's ed teacher. We were driving a small > Datsun (not Nissan back then) station wagon. It was so small that I was > reaching into the inner rim of the steering wheel and turning the car > one > handed. My instructor, Mr. Jucknath, told me not to turn that way. > After my > fifth or seventeenth corner he reached over and slapped my hand each > time I > turned incorrectly! > Maybe he learned that in Korea... > Blessings, > Jerry Godsey > www.remnantchurchonline.com > www.godseysbostons.com > > > > > Yahoo! Groups Links > > >
