Throughout life everyone is faced with challenging obstacles that they have to overcome, sadly I learned this for myself sooner than most. In October of 2012 I became a licensed driver in the state of Virginia. I was your typical sixteen year old boy with plans on taking road trips, modifying my car to increase its performance, and planning on never riding the school bus again. In three short months my world was turned upside down and I never thought it would be right again. It was December 12th and I was heading to pick my girlfriend up to go out to dinner with some friends. I had just finished my shift at work and traffic was awful. I finally made my way to where I was right in front of my girlfriend’s neighborhood when a 92 Thunderbird
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With my girlfriend living so close I made it through the school year without having to ride the bus and I always had a ride when we wanted to go places. I soon began to lose all interest in driving, which at one time had been one of my favorite things in life. It was not until I started work for the summer that it set in that I would soon need to start driving again. I had applied at a marina in Deltaville Virginia near my grandpa’s house and was hired on the spot. I have always loved the water and wanted to get away from the busy city for the summer but I soon came to realize that not having a car and the fear of driving was ruining my work plans. One afternoon in late June my parents came to my grandpa’s house and they drove separate which was unusual. My mother pulled up in her F-150 and my dad came pulling in behind her in my aunt’s old Jeep Wrangler. I was curious on why they had brought to cars and I shortly after realized one was for me. My parents thought it would be a good idea for me to start practicing to drive again on the roads of the little town of Deltaville, where the speed limit does not go over 35 MPH. There was one catch to all this and that was that the Jeep was a stick shift, something I had never learned to drive
With my girlfriend living so close I made it through the school year without having to ride the bus and I always had a ride when we wanted to go places. I soon began to lose all interest in driving, which at one time had been one of my favorite things in life. It was not until I started work for the summer that it set in that I would soon need to start driving again. I had applied at a marina in Deltaville Virginia near my grandpa’s house and was hired on the spot. I have always loved the water and wanted to get away from the busy city for the summer but I soon came to realize that not having a car and the fear of driving was ruining my work plans. One afternoon in late June my parents came to my grandpa’s house and they drove separate which was unusual. My mother pulled up in her F-150 and my dad came pulling in behind her in my aunt’s old Jeep Wrangler. I was curious on why they had brought to cars and I shortly after realized one was for me. My parents thought it would be a good idea for me to start practicing to drive again on the roads of the little town of Deltaville, where the speed limit does not go over 35 MPH. There was one catch to all this and that was that the Jeep was a stick shift, something I had never learned to drive