It is sunny out as I sit in the driver's seat, happy to be excused from school. The air conditioning blows heavily as I gaze out the window in anticipation. Finally, the person I'm awaiting comes into view. As she approaches, my father asks, “Are you ready.” “Absolutely,” I respond. At that moment, I was thinking it was only a matter of minutes before I was a licensed driver. My dad steps out of the car as the test lady converses with him outside, while I'm oblivious to all they say. Soon enough, I demonstrate my understanding of my car's functions and controls. The lady takes a seat in the passenger, commanding me to pull up alongside the spot allotted for parallel parking. Prior to attempting the course, I feel confident after all the practice
