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I would nod blankly and smile. Over the next ten days he'd show me that Lego clutch a further fifty times, plus show me the wonders of reverse parallel parking, all music guide clutch control and using your mirrors. I stalled and swore, went too fast or too slow, but he was patient and spoke to me in soothing tones. "Now, go back a gear, easyyyy, easy now! Turn the corner, Shauna. Turn the corner, Shauna. Hey that rhymes! Hehehe." The big day of the test rolled up and of all music guide course my chronic nervousness kicked in. I had thrown up my all music guide breakfast and all the mantras Bob had taught me seem to have been purged too. I sat in Bob's Totally RAD Festiva as the RTA dude drummed his fingers on his clipboard, waiting for me to start. But my mind had gone completely blank. When you know how to drive, starting a car is something you do without thinking.
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