Tell me about your worst driving experiences?Watch
I passed my driving test 7 months ago and I found reasonably cheap insurance for my car about 2 weeks ago. I haven't been on the road since December.
So heres my story: When I first started driving I didn't want to take lessons. In fact I didn't even want to learn to drive. My mum forced me because my cousin started learning and was already 20 lessons in. Ironically I passed before she did.
Due to this it took me ages to pass my test and I passed the third time round.
By this time I was a very confident driver and I could handle almost any situation. But now I know this is because of my instructors support as she always made me feel better.
Now that I have gotten my insurance its safe to say I've become a pathetic driver. I don't know whether its nerves or generally because I'm fasting in this hot stupid weather (I can't think straight without food or water). It doesn't help that when I'm driving my mother is always talking and trying to tell me what to do. I find it irritating, confusing and annoying but every time I drive she's always gotta be in the car with me. The day after I got my insurance I drove my sister to school perfectly fine but from then on it's gone downhill. In the past 2 weeks I almost ran over someone who darted in front of my car and today my tire went over broken glass and the wheel went flat.
I really don't want to drive anymore but knowing my parents that won't happen. I want to take lessons but that would annoy my mum. The road rage in London really wrecks me. I don't like it on the road, drivers overtake me, undertake me and sometimes are generally mean. My uncle said its because I have a P plate so they pick on me.
Please don't be mean. I already feel crap.
So tell me about your worst experiences?
There have been PLENTY of other shocking experiences in my time spent driving. I'm very thankful to God for protecting me and keeping me safe every day, there were too many close calls.
I haven't passed yet, I've had one test and that was in fact my worst driving experience. I think I'm a pretty capable driver but they made me go through the WORST route in the entire town (double roundabouts , country roads, and those horrible tiny country bridges that can only carry one car or they'll collapse). I got pretty nervous when I realised we were headed towards the roundabouts, let alone the rest, but I think I did okay. But then I came around one corner onto a street and there was a car parked on one side of the street, and a milk float on the other directly parallel. There weren't any cars coming so I presumed I could go between the two (the milk float was slightly ahead of the parallel car so I'd have had to full lock the wheel to get around), but I got a dangerous because I didn't steer enough to get around the milk float without crashing so the examiner had to stop the car and grab the wheel and do it himself. I was MORTIFIED, and started properly panicking; honestly it was a miracle I got home before I started crying. By this point I knew I'd failed and felt vile and anxious about it, so I kept stalling and inconveniencing other road users through it, so I got in trouble for that. The examiner was lovely, it was just a bad mixture of nerves and a bad day for driving. Can't blame the route, but I am annoyed with the milk float driver. Park somewhere else!
The worst part is I did the reverse park at the end absolutely perfectly!
If had a couple of close calls driving. Most recent was pretty ****ty, was driving about 80mph (usually a safe-ish speed on the road) down a NSL dual carriageway on my way home at ~11PM. There is no traffic about the entire area is dead. I round a bend to find a STATIONARY road works lorry in my lane about 100m infront of me complete with useless flashing beacons and another flashing road works lorry passing it in lane 2 doing about 20. About half a second after it coming in too view I decide I cant stop or slow down in time. Somehow i managed to get hard on the brakes, move in to lane 2 come bombing up behind the moving truck, I reached the back of the moving vehicle JUST as its back end cleared the nose of the stationary one, I somehow managed to slide the car into the gap back onto lane 1 still doing about 50 and undertake the slow moving lorry. I then come to a complete halt about 30m infront of the stationary truck complete with a rather dramatic cloud of tyre smoke floating past my car.
The moving truck comes up beside me and stops. The driver motioned to me to wind down my window and I got a bolocking. Aparently tw*ts in high vis are aloud to be near-stationary on quick NSL dual carriageway with no signage up the road. To be honest I couldnt be bothered listening to his complaining about me "nearly causing a serious accident" so I just drove off. Ive got no idea what they where doing, all the cones where gone by the next evening (when I took the corner considerably slower).
I was driving home to my parents house, a journey that I've done several times before, is fairly simple and usually takes me 2 hours.
But last time it took me four hours! I had two separate accidents on the same road about half an hour apart. The first one didn't take too long to clear, but the second one was a nightmare! We were stopped, waiting for about half an hour before there was any movement at all.
It was starting to get dark at this point and I was about 40 minutes from home when there was a bit detour that added an extra 20 mins to my journey.
That was not fun at all >_> Driving in the dark, hoping the detour gets me back to somewhere I know after having driven for 3 1/2 hours.
First time out on road - turned down a one way, (going wrong way) stopped, stalled but hazards on. Took me 5 minutes to get the hell out of the way. Kept stalling under nerves. Luckily the drivers I held up were very understanding. However watching traffic approach you while you're struggling to get a car moving is terrifying.
My second worst experience was not in the car, but was so much watching the car. I was working as a waitress in a resturant in the section that faced onto the car park. I watched a customer (whilst working) open his car door into mine, leaving a lovely dent on my side. Nothing I could do. I then had to serve the person. Still have the dent, customer made a complaint about ME too. Kind of ironic .