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Worst first day of driving stories
Wednesday was my son's first day to drive. We all remember the incredible feeling of freedom the first time behind the wheel.....without a parent.
Our next door neighbor's young boys left their gate open. Their 16 year old dog.....who is deaf and doesn't see very well.....got out.
You know what happened next.... backing out of the driveway for the first time my son runs over the dog. I was in the front yard watching and I didn't even see the dog.
Our family is huge dog lovers. We have 3 rescues. Such an awful day. Broke my son's heart. Not to mention the three young neighbor kids.
Neighbors were very sweet and understanding and took full responsibility....but still a pretty crappy feeling.
The dog did not survive.
Any other "first day driving" bad experiences.
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Nope. I think that one takes the cake.
Nope. Dang that's awful.. I did back into my moms car in the driveway when I was about 15. Had my girlfriend in the truck with me and we were just going to the barn (I only had my learners) and I backed all over my moms car.
Still blame my gf (wife now) for that one.
That’s awful, I don’t have anything that could even come close to touching that.
Were the neighbor kids outside when it happened?
Can't top that one.
My first day of driving my dad bought me a brand new car when I was 15. My mom ended up having to go somewhere leaving me and my dad at the dealership. He let me drive my car home, and I hit a car head on. Totaled it with less than 20 miles on the car. Learned my lesson quick, and I’m actually a ups driver now lol.
Kids did not see it. Dog actually survived....sent to the vet.....and put down there.... kids were present for that.
I drove to Waffle House and my eggs were a little runny that day, slightly disappointing, but... looking back on it now it wasn’t so bad after all. 😅
Sorry to hear that Tex, at the very least... take the positive that your son will now probably be 10x more careful than he was going to be in the first place.
Ouch @texdawg that's a terrible story. Feel incredibly bad for all parties involved.
I think I was about 12 or 13 the first time I drove. My parents were going out of town and I hid their car keys. After their departure I took my younger brother out for a joy ride around the San Fernando Valley. We drove to friends houses and had a blast. Unfortunately, my parking skills were not up to par and my Dad noticed the car was parked in the garage at an odd angle. I thought my life was over. He was pretty cool about it. Still not a wise move on my part.
Got a speeding ticket, first of many, first day driving
Okay that’s pretty terrible.
One word: Boston. That's all that needs to be said
Sorry to hear that, Tex...
Sorry to hear that Tex, that’s tragic.
I’ll try to lighten the mood by saying that my wife’s best friend didn’t even make it out of the parking lot on her driving test. She got nervous and ran the stop sign in the parking lot and the instructor just had her park and failed her right there.
That's a rough one
Doesn't that happen to every woman driver?
Wow that's a sad story Tex.
If there is a bright side, this will likely make your son a more cautious driver in the future. For a young male, that is mighty important. They think they are indestructible at that age.
Man.....do they ever.
My dad was born December 31, 1919. His earliest memory is his Dad coming home with a 22 Chevy. He said the horn on that car was older than the aooogah horns. He transferred that horn onto every vehicle he owned and I now have it on mine. Good stories with That horn but anyway....
When my dad was old enough to drive his dad had him start on a dirt road shortly before the road sharply curved. His dad explained about letting out the clutch while increasing the gas and in the ditch they went.
My dad says he thinks that his dad sorta expected what happened to happen and I am not sure why he sort of set my dad up.
Fast forward to when to when I am 15 and Dad takes me to the community college whose considerable parking lot is empty. Drive all around and park and I seemed to please both of us. Glad to be accomplished and done but we were not. He had me next drive in traffic to the hariest left turn around. I am dripping sweat and it is not even hot.
Turned out fine but it made me wonder about our species passing along abuse from generation to generation.
technically my first day of driving I was 12. My dad used to let me move his truck when I wanted to play basketball. He was out of town and my mom was taking a nap. My friend and I got a itch. We took the truck down the road... down the road then turned going into town... going to town led to the other side of town. My father called to check on the family. My mom came outside to hand me the phone just as we were coming over the hill. The beating my friend and I got that afternoon would be considered illegal today.
Left the dmv with my fresh license and drove my dad to his work. Dropped him off and was meeting a friend there. Wanted to show off in front of my friend and ran my truck into the back of my dads truck. I didn’t get to drive until I turned 17.