Oh my goodness what is going on here? I was raised here in the city and never learned to drive. Most American kid's freedom was their car which they took to a keg, mine was a yellow cab to a door person that knew me to a drink ticket. I intend to learn to drive this fall but this very odd intersection was a real discouragement for me.
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Growing up in Mississippi you only had to be fourteen to get a driver’s permit. I had a car at fourteen. I would drive to the gay bars at fifteen with my fake I.D. You only had to be eighteen to drink so fifteen was close enough for most of the doormen.
I wonder why some countries drive on the right and others on the left. I'm going to have to learn to drive on the right when I move to France. Double sometimes triple roundabouts fox me. Reavis that junction is easy just close your eyes take a deep breath and go for it!
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