> In fourteen days I will be going for my manual licence driving test...
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> Wednesday, 14th March 2001, 11.25am.
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> And I still can't angle park, reverse park, parallel park, turn corners without chewing up the gearbox .... and reverse.
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> Other than that I think I will go OK.
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> Most of the problems with reversing is that I can't see out the back window...well, I can...Its just that I don't see the road or any cars behind me, all I see is the nice blue sky that we get in summer, lovely sky it is too, but I don't think its gonna enable me to pass my test if I happen to mention it to the driving examiner.
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> And I am not THAT short (4 foot 11 inches). I heard that taller people are able to reverse more easily. Is this true???
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> Theratically speaking I should still be able to see and reverse out the back window!!!! The driving instructor has even told me that he has had shorter people than me reverse properly and pass there exams!!!
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> Why can't I do it???
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> R"Did I tell you that I am really good at hill starts?"oach

You can do it. I knew a guy who was 3 feet, 10 inches (about 128cm)tall and he got a driver's license on the second try. He had wooden blocks on the pedals and a rather large pillow on the seat. His car was a full sized Mercury with power everything. He could reach all of the controls except the heater and his wife (also a dwarf) could reach that. He used a piece of broom handle to punch the dimmer button, which in those days was on the floor just to the left of the clutch. Unfortunately, his first try for driver's license did not work out. He backed into a police cruiser that had been foolishly parked behind him. When the examiner asked him why he didn't check his mirror, he admitted that he didn't know that that was what they were for. After determining that the cruiser wasn't damaged, they got back into the car and the examiner closed the door on his thumb. He learned later that the poor man had crushed a bone and had to have surgery. Finally, he got out of the parking space, and at the next corner, he was told to turn right. He did so just a little too soon, causing a limb on a cedar tree to come in the window and hit the examiner in the face. The poor man was looking at his damaged thumb at the time, and failed to duck. The next turn was a left, and since seatbelts had not yet come into use in those days, he fell off his pillow and landed in the examiner's lap. The car departed from the roadway and became entangled in a grape arbor. The lady who was the owner of the yard where the car came to rest, came out and demanded payment for the damage, but then lost her temper and released two large ill-mannered dogs. Some true stories like this get out of hand. I wonder how much you read before determining that it was becoming fiction.
Howard