Transport Story Time

It was another gloomy day for me, the fog still lingering from the night before. The mist from my newly installed sprinklers splashed upon my bare legs as I rush out the front door of my house. It was that day. That big day. Being sixteen, I was finally within a month's reach of obtaining my driver's license. Today was the final day of driving lessons uk. This time, for my final course of driving lessons uk, I would be journeying across the town to my high school. I was excited to be able to pull up to school in a car, the first one in my grade to do so. I entered the vehicle to cold rush of air. I could see my own breath in the car. It was freezing! My driving instructor apologized for the weather inside, and turned the heater on. But it never got warmer. I took the wheel, slowly at first, as I shifted into first. I was doing great, cruising down my street. Right turn, left turn, left turn. I did run a red light, but that's beside the point. I was driving. It was still chilly though, and it felt as if someone was breathing down my neck from the backseats.

"Are you sure you can't get the heater working sir?" I asked him quietly.

"No luck kiddo, been a long week." He responded, annoyed. Jesus, what a jerk. I guess everyone was having a rough week this week. Especially my driving lessons uk instructor. He was being rude the entire time. One word responses, muttering under his breath, he didn't even point out the mistakes I had made, I had to notice them myself. So much for a teacher. It was like he was trying to make my day worse, or he knew something bad was going to happen.

And he was right. I was literally one block away from my school. One block. That's when the fourteen year old Asian girl, a grade below me, rode out into the street on her moped. It was over. He didn't say a word. The cold breath still dripping out of my wide open jaws. My teacher said nothing. It was like an angel of death was in the car, but not for my life. But for hers. I hit her. What a crash. I could nearly see her soul fade into the fog that had plagued the town the entire week. I guess I didn't pass my driving lessons uk.