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I had to take the test three damn times thanks to the hardass I got on my first try. Everything went perfectly except for turning back into the station. There was an SUV taking up both the incoming and outgoing lanes, yet the guy demanded I turn in anyway, so I had to go off to the side a bit. Then the bastard congratulated me for doing so well, and proceeded to tell me that he never passes anyone on their first time because he wanted people to get a feel for it.
The second time I was extremely nervous, because apparently these cops just fail people for no reason at all. The test still went well, except I was so rattled that I got in the right turning lane instead of the left at one point, and a truck came up behind me and blocked it before I could get back into the left lane. Instant failure, and he also added in a lecture about how kids who do well in school always seem to be the worst drivers. What? On the third try I got the same guy as my first time. He passed me and told me how much I'd improved even though I swear that was my worst time yet. That pissed me off about as much as if he'd just failed me again for a hat trick. I saw the check sheets after each test, and there weren't any mistakes other than those. Jam it back in, in the dark. ![]() |
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