I passed my driving test at 56. It took me six times to pass. I took five tests in Leeds and every time it got to that hill stop I was panicking before we got there. Then we moved to York and the first time I did it there the examiner got the paperwork out at the end and I said, “oh that’s a different paper to what they have in Leeds” and he said “yes that’s because you’ve passed.” I said you what!? Didn’t you see me hit the curb? And he said yes, but you knew you did it and that is all that matters. And I come home and I said “don’t tell your dad” and then I complained because nobody sent me a congratulations on passing your driving test.

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