As soon as I turned 18, I got my Learner's licence and had 12 lessons with a lady instructor. After that she told me to practise a lot for the next few months to gain experience, before I took my test.
I used to drive Dad's car (a green Rambler). He had no pateince to go with me, so when we went to our friends, the Handels, I used to nag Ivan (their 20 year old son), to come out with me, so that I could practice. Every time I did something wrong he would pinch my thigh, and I got back home black and blue, but I was crazy about him despite the pain.
And I passed my test first time!
