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Crash course in driving

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I don't quite know how to begin this, so please allow me commence in the most clichéd way possible just to get it off my chest. "OMGOMGOMG... OMFG! AARGH!"

Today, my driving instructor took me smack into the center of Helsinki. Goodness gracious it was scary. I mean, first of all, the drive to it was awful. I went along the so-called Länsiväylä, which I guess is some sort of highway. Those speeds were scary, as I am still trying to get a grip of how wide the car actually is as well as how little I have to turn the wheel at what speed for something to happen. For anyone who is even less experienced than me, at fast speeds, the teeniest wheel-movements are felt way more than at slow speeds. In other words, since I'm used to going at a maximum speed of 50 km/h so far, when I start to turn the wheel what felt a comfortable amount then at 100 or 80 km/h, it gets pretty scary for a few moments.
And no, I'm not going to translate that into miles. Go learn kilometers, you prehistoric people

Eventually, after what I experienced as a rather teeth-grinding and fast drive, we made it into the cobble-stoned, bumpy streets of Helsinki. How anyone could drive faster than the speedlimit in there eludes me, as I could barely reach the minimum. I would have thought that people behind me would lose their patience with me and try to pass me by, but strangely enough they were extremely patient and understanding. Some even let me go first in places I would have been perfectly content to wait in. This made it bearable. For a few minutes, even, I found myself enjoying the drive. I interpreted it as some sort of strategy game. What should I do with the gear? Where should I watch? How close can I go? How fast am I going? Where should I go next?
But then my teacher started slamming on the brakes for every car that was parked too close to the zebra crossing because according to the law, if a car has stopped within five meters before a zebra crossing (even if there is no one inside that car), you must stop. I of course was far too concentrated on everything else. Urgh. What a nightmare.

Speaking of nightmares, I managed to make the car stall in the center of one crossroad. Luckily, there was no traffic there at the time and I was able to get it rolling again despite it being uphill. If there is one thing I am almost ok at, it's starting the car again and getting it moving uphill. Thank you teacher and pappa for drilling it into my thick skull.

Sigh.

I also could not quite grasp a concept involving one-way streets: When you turn left on to a oneway street that has more than one lane, you must make sure you go into the very left-most lane. Damnit. I failed that part twice, but mostly because I didn't even realize they were one-way streets. Observant I am not.
At least I didn't nearly run anyone over.... And yet again, I yielded for someone coming from the left. It is so hard for me to learn that I should only yield to the right. I mean, it makes perfect sense, but if I'm driving around being submissive to people who need to get onto the road, I find it so hard to filter out the left side.

On a positive note, I believe I have finally stopped raping the poor gearbox. By the end of the lesson, I was even remembering to switch between 1 and 2 and stuff. I am disappointed to say that on the motorway, I accidentally shifted to 4 instead of 6, but luckily the teacher rescued me fast. I think he was prepared for it.

I feel sorry for the teacher. He drove away right afterwards, and the wheel must have been drenched in clammy stressed out hand-sweat. Gross.
People, if you haven't had driving lessons yet, always remember to apply deoderant very liberally, as you will be sweating more than usual. Please remember to do this especially if you have to go driving at 8 in the morning and you have a full day of work and then lectures all the way to the evening.

When I stepped out of the car, my legs felt like rubber.

So if you find yourself in southern Finland within the next few weeks, please be on your toes and look out for a certain very nervous driver. Ugh.

09:28 - 1.10.2007 - post comment

KingOfAnkh

Hehehe...

Don't worry so much, every driver has gone through the same thing. I took about 5 months to learn to drive and it took me two tries to pass my test. 15 years later I'll drive anywhere and not think about it, it becomes second nature, much like walking.

kingofankh - 12:18 - 2.10.2007


The king is right and a swetty back.

Hehe I agree with the king of ankh dude above me. All drivers are nervous and make screw ups when they have lessons. Damn I only got to enjoy driving a year or so after I finished the exams.

And now yeah I guess it became like walking as the king above me said hehe.

Ohw...and about the sweaty thing...so true...9 of 10 times I had done a lesson my back was all icky and covered in swet.

Alex aka Lexius - 09:47 - 2.10.2007


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Thanks for the supportive words :)
I just feel the pressure is on, because my teacher is going to quit at the end of October, beginning of November. He's nice and calm and I've gotten used to him, so I really don't want to have to take many extra lessons with someone completely strange to me who doesn't speak my language :)

annmi - 10:38 - 2.10.2007


I'll translate

100 km/h = 60 mph

I can't imagine having to learn how to drive later in life. Learning as a teenager is good because you don't have any fear.

thebigp - 04:56 - 3.10.2007


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Teenager have no fear? What about fearing getting pimples?!

Or not being accepted by the group?

disclaimer.

Above mentioned issue's are clichés and aren't based on the fears of the writer himself. XP


Anonymous - 12:29 - 3.10.2007


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Maybe teenagers are so busy having stupid fears that they don't have time for new ones? But to be perfectly fair, I think all teenagers taking their driving test have a fear of failing it. Female ones in addition have a fear of ending up with some sleezy molesting type who tries to get a hand up their skirt. (It's happened to some acquaintances back in high school) So glad I don't have that.
In addition, most teenagers are attempting to do their high school final exams right about the same time anyway, so it gets really scary having to try to balance out and concentrate on both.
I'm happy I don't have to learn to drive much later in life - I'm still pretty young even if I'm safely out of the teenager notch. :)

annmi - 09:03 - 3.10.2007


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Yep, sounds like my first driving lesson as well. So you are doing good! And no cats were harmed, I hope?

I took my driving exam on the crazy streets of Warsaw. After that driving in Scandinavian cities felt like a vacation.

bitzky - 05:23 - 6.10.2007


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