Behind the wheel…..🚘🚘🚘🚘

I remember like it was yesterday when my daddy👨 taught me how to drive. During my younger 👶ages he would let me get on his lap while he was driving. When I turned 15, I began to drive in the drivers seat by myself while my father was in the passengers side guiding me and teaching me. I hated 🙅driving with my daddy because he always made me feel like I was already a pro driver. Every Time I made a mistake he made it seem like I wasn’t suppose to make that mistake. With my momma 👩on the other hand, she never really let me drive and when she did it only lasted for about 30 minutes. She was very nerves and made me drive 10 under the speed limit. 😒. When she was nerves she made me nerves and that’s not a good thing so I continued to drive with my daddy. He let drive everywhere and anywhere. I picked up on driving pretty well and quickly.

When I turned 16 I went and took my permit test and failed it twice but third time was the charm and I got it. I begun to drive a lot more. Oh when I turned 17 though….😎😎 I felt like the man when I drove though haha!! No one couldn’t tell me nothing when I was driving with my license. After I started driving by myself I hated it, because I never could drive where I wanted, I could only go and do stuff for my brothers or parents. 😣😣. Later on in the year as I was becoming a senior my mother bought me my own car. Had it for a day and I wrecked it by heading to school trying to kill a spider and took my eyes off the road to long. I went under a fierce and then I hit a pole 😪😭😩. I had my two younger brothers with me and the one in the passenger seat got hurt the worst. We came out alright and blessed to still be alive. Now I have to work and pay for my own car haha!!