Driving lesson

Well, I went for my first sort of real driving lesson today. My dad took me to the church parking lot, and I gave it a go. Progress report: although at times I felt perilously close to certain destruction I managed to emerge from that driving session with no broken bones, and without sending my dad into cardiac arrest. Also, the church property is unscathed as is Bro. Jeff's car. I hadn't been too eager to go for my driver's permit, after all I had three drivers ahead of me. Why should I bother? Now I know. There's something powerful about pressing down on the gas and feeling the engine respond. Something thrilling about the chance to control something so large and powerful. so, I shall go for my permit hopefully sometime this summer.