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Matt Willard · 07-20-2009, 09:32 PM

DAY 47 - JULY 20, 2009

Almost crashed into another house today while driving. Mom and I were arguing earlier, and I accidentally hit the gas while I was trying to park, and we went over the bump and onto the grass, almost crashing into the door of the empty townhouse next to us.

I basically had a giant break down right then and there. That was exactly what I was afraid of ever since I started trying to drive, and it almost happened today. Needless to say, I was spooked to hell and back.

I don't know if I'll ever get back into a car now. I still don't know how you're supposed to drive these f***ing steel coffins anyway, and their design choices and driving rules make no sense from a logical standpoint. If I was allowed to use my left foot for my brake and my right for my gas pedal, then maybe I wouldn't have almost gotten us killed.

I don't know what this means for the driving goal. Sure, they always say you gotta face your fears, and for fears where there's nothing really to be afraid of, that's fine. But what about the fear of injury or death? That's something that people legitimately are afraid of. How the hell can I even face that fear again after what happened today?

But let me tell you something. If any of you out there expect your teenage son or daughter to get into a massive, finnicky vehicle, expect them to learn a bunch of new rules and patterns under the expectations that they somehow will do perfectly enough not to endanger your ride, and tell them that driving a car is EASY...

Then you are a F***ING MORON.

07-20-2009, 09:32 PM	#74 (permalink)
Matt Willard Family Member Join Date: Dec 2006 Posts: 1,334	DAY 47 - JULY 20, 2009 Almost crashed into another house today while driving. Mom and I were arguing earlier, and I accidentally hit the gas while I was trying to park, and we went over the bump and onto the grass, almost crashing into the door of the empty townhouse next to us. I basically had a giant break down right then and there. That was exactly what I was afraid of ever since I started trying to drive, and it almost happened today. Needless to say, I was spooked to hell and back. I don't know if I'll ever get back into a car now. I still don't know how you're supposed to drive these f*ing steel coffins anyway, and their design choices and driving rules make no sense from a logical standpoint. If I was allowed to use my left foot for my brake and my right for my gas pedal, then maybe I wouldn't have almost gotten us killed. I don't know what this means for the driving goal. Sure, they always say you gotta face your fears, and for fears where there's nothing really to be afraid of, that's fine. But what about the fear of injury or death? That's something that people legitimately are afraid of. How the hell can I even face that fear again after what happened today? But let me tell you something. If any of you out there expect your teenage son or daughter to get into a massive, finnicky vehicle, expect them to learn a bunch of new rules and patterns under the expectations that they somehow will do perfectly enough not to endanger your ride, and tell them that driving a car is EASY... Then you are a F*ING MORON.