Personal Narrative: The Driver's Test

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The driver’s test is pretty much the day every teenager looks forward to. That is, if they’re fortunate enough to have parents willing to finance the driver’s ed classes and whatever car they decide to let their kid drive for the test. Me, I was blessed with my mom’s reasonably nice Hyundai SUV. I had been driving for a good while and on my first drive time, my instructor said that he would probably pass me right away. Of course, that was months in the past at this point. Now, am I saying that I had gotten worse since then? No, but I had certainly gotten cocky. However, all I remember feeling this day is the excitement I had to finally get my license.
So, my test was set to 3:30, so I had to leave school early in order to get there on time. …show more content…

Now, I wasn’t arguing about her getting here early, not only was I able to get out of class earlier, but I really had to go to the bathroom, and that would make the test a lot harder than it needed to be.
After a bathroom break at home, we proceeded to the DMV. We walked in at about 3:05, but right after signing in, the instructor approaches us and says that they’re ready for me. Immediately, we walk back out to the car as my mom fills out some of the necessary paperwork. “Right blinker,” she commands, as I flip the lever and turn the right signal on. “Left blinker,” “Brights,” etc, until she walked to the passenger door and hopped in. Naturally, I was a little nervous, but I didn’t let this overcome me. “Ok, now back out of the stall and head towards the exit by Culver’s,” she explained.
My friends had always told me to remember to use your blinker even if I felt it was unnecessary, so I did. “Now, take a left onto Cranston,” she said. Once the left turn light went green, I was smoothly gliding through the intersection. As we approached the next set of lights, she said, “Get into the right lane and turn right at the next intersection.” Instantly, I move myself into the right lane and slow down in order to turn. Once I turn, she immediately says “Now, pull over to the curb and shift into

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