Judging by the title of this post, I'm sure you can guess what happened.
Everything was going smoothly. We were in the parking lot at the school and I was driving very nicely and parked perfectly and stopped without giving Dad whiplash. And then...there was the bus.
There was a bus turning and I started slowing down but Dad said that I had the right of way so it was okay for me to keep driving. Well, the bus obviously didn't think so because he didn't slow down or stop or anything. I freaked out because I though he was gonna stop. I meant to slam on the breaks but I accidentally hit the gas and we hit a curb. Then I hit the break.
It was insanely scary. First of all, I was expecting the bus to stop or at least slow down a little because that's what I've seen others do with my mom driving in the past. That's not what happened though.
So I had my first scary experience behind the wheel. Let me just say, Carrie Underwood was wrong. Jesus DIDN'T take the wheel. I may be Jewish but still. :) ha ha.
We drove a little bit more after that. Just for like 10 mins though. That's okay. I was - and still am - shaking.
Quote of the Day: "Don't drive angry! DON'T DRIVE ANGRY!"
Haha :) from Groundhog Day :)
Daddy's blog is coming soon but still "under construction."
Love, Megan
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