Did you fail your driving test?

That stop sign came out of nowhere.

I failed it because of lil' Nas x

Fuck no! I'm a great driver.

But then again, I'm a lesbian.

I should have failed but I was a pretty 15 yr old so the old guy passed me. During the parallel parking portion I hit the cones. He said I had good form even though I would have smashed into the car behind me...

Were you Stephanie from Naked Gun, R4?

He obvs wanted to **** YOU!

2x. They let us loose in Springfield, MA on the first and I drove with one hand. Second, I messed up maneuvering through a rotary so we had to go around twice.

Third time was a pass. I took the test in Northampton and it was a piece of cake.

My brother, who was a year older than me and thought he was hot shit, failed his road test twice.

I passed the first time. Ha!

I was a nervous 16-year-old. As is normal for that age, I wasn't the best driver. Was shaking when it came time to take the test. Forgot to signal. Totally screwed up parallel parking. We get done with the test and it's obvious I failed. Before the guy can declare it, I unzip his pants and go down. Little gay me ends up passing.

OK, I made the ending up. No sex that day. Just failure.

You try driving in platforms!

I passed but don’t remember taking the exam. I do remember my driving instructor. She was cool. Took smoking breaks during my lessons & I was never sure what to make of that.

When it came time to parallel park, I looked at the instructor/tester with pure panic on my face. He said, "No problem, you have enough points to pass even if you don't parallel park."

I passed the first time, on my 16th birthday.

My driving instructor was a crusty old fart who grumbled throughout the entire test. I think he really wanted to fail me because I was a 16-year old gayling, but I mastered every aspect of the test.

I'm 50 now, but I will never forget my test. I took it at 17.

The guy said I passed by "the skin of my teeth" (and I will be the first to admit, I am not a great driver).

He never said what I did wrong

No, I passed on the first try. No infractions. My wonderful mother could not handle teaching me so my paid driving instructor took me on the 110/405 freeway, around the Long Beach traffic circle, to 5 points in Lomita/Harbor City, down Harry Bridges by the port, over the Vincent Thomas, to DTLA with the one way streets, and stopping on a steep hill with my stick in San Pedro and then restarting from a stop, as part of our "crash course" in reality of driving in LA. The test was nothing compared to the training.

No, that would have been fucking embarrassing.

We had it for half of a semester back in the 80s for high school. I got my learner's permit at 15 1/2 through the school driving program, and the moment I turned 16, got my license.

I was unable to get a car right away though because we were poor, but eventually, I bought my parents' shitty Toyota Corolla they weren't using (it was old, primer orange and couldn't get above 60 miles an hour) for $500 outright BEFORE they'd even let me drive it. When my parents would go out of town for an entire day, my brother and I would practice driving up the road with the truck they would leave at home, so I was fairly experienced by the time I took the test.

^^ Fu***n' Americans. Family ain't sh*t!

r16 here - "it" being "driver's education"

r17 what does my parents not letting me drive the car until I paid for it have to do with "being American?"

Their thought process was that I should earn it and in doing so, would appreciate and take care of it. I think that's actually a good thing they did.

Twice failed at age 16. The first time, I failed the vision exam and had to get glasses. The guy said he wouldn't get in the car with me behind the wheel. The second time, I popped the clutch (old VW Bug) while she had me parallel park on a steep hill in San Francisco. I then practiced for weeks. Today I can parallel park up or down on any hill -- even on a curve, but I'm now in my 60s and have a luxury car with automatic transmission and a hundred cameras to guide me. If I live long enough to get another car, it will be fully automated, and I'll just sit there while it parks itself, not remembering where I am or why I went there, still listening to New Wave music on full blast.

I trained to be a truck driver in the Army. Sometimes, when other people are driving, I have to pinch myself to remember that I received training that they didn't, so I don't hold the way they drive against them.

I am proud to say that I passed the German driver's test on the first try. I was the first person in my Army company to do it. It was 100 questions and you could only miss nine of them; more than that, you failed. I missed nine, so I passed by the skin of my teeth. Close enough for government work, as they say.

I still have that 1978 driver's license with the German stamp on it.

Twice. But passed as soon as I got a new lens prescription.

I failed the first time as the tester said I made a California stop.

I did not.

Yes, and I deserved to, after nearly running into a pedestrian at a crosswalk. Automatic fail. I was 18 at the time and nervous behind the wheel and around people in general. Stuck to using my bike, feet, and buses in a city with a good transportation system until I was 25 and moved to a midsized city in the Midwest where biking on streets was a suicide mission and driving became a necessity. Easily passed the test second time around. Ended up becoming a good driver but regrettably am no longer as slim or healthy as I was in my biking and walking days.

Three times for written and two times for driving. I am not ashamed. Went through it all again with my child.One failure and no more. By the way my mother warned me I was being too flaky to pass. So I am a slow learner.

I had to parallel park for my driving test and more than 30 years later I have never had to parallel park even once.

I’ve attracted crowds over the years witnessing my attempts at parallel parking.

It went well the first time. Anxiety was something I wouldn’t really meet until my 20s. I wish I had known that.

I may have been the only person in the history of the world to have points deducted for checking my rear view window too often. Other than that I had no deductions and passed the first time.

Is your surname "Magoo" by the way r22?

My grandfather went down to the county courthouse and got my mother's drivers license for her when she was 15 in 1935.

She had never driven a car in her life.

R3, what model of Subaru do you drive?

Got 98 out of 100 on the driving test ... And this was when they made you show that you could parallel park before even going out on the road, and I was driving a 1963 Buick Le Sabre which is like a land yacht! Over 18 ft long! That part I did perfect. .. The two-point deduction was for some minor "lane position" thing.

"The two-point deduction was for some minor "lane position" thing."

Probably because you kept insisting your position was "bottom".

Some states are more difficult in others. In my state we had to: parallel park, accelerate to a certain speed and then stop within so many feet, parallel park, slalom through the cones, back up onto a street at a 90° angle, etc.

I failed the first time because driver said I did a Hollywood stop when I fully stopped. Fuck him.

When I finished the test drive, the instructor said, "You passed the test, but you don't know how to drive."

No. I'm an excellent driver.

I hit the car next to me in the parking lot at the license branch when I first started the test, so I failed the first try in about five seconds.

No but the instructor took pity on me and let me try multiple times to parallel park this without tugboats....

Before I got my license, I could parallel park perfectly with my eyes closed. After I passed the test, I couldn’t parallel park to save my life.

Technically I never passed my test. My younger sister noticed the math was wrong. I failed by 1 point. Either my instructor was being nice, or he miscalculated.

[quote] I failed the first time because driver said I did a Hollywood stop

Oh, dear.

I was as nervous as Hell but passed. I could tell that Mr. DMV took to me, no doubt because of my dancing eyes, winning smile, and natty attire, but even more so because I was courteous and genial to him. He chuckled at one point, said a kindly "Oops," and dinged me for intruding a few inches into the crosswalk once when I stopped, but finished our encounter with a sloppy kiss and, errr, I mean finished with a cheery, "Of course you passed," and shook my hand.

He sucked your vulva, hey?

Failed the first time for neglecting to turn and look behind me when I had to reverse. I actually burst into tears when the guy testing me told me I’d failed. He said he felt bad but he couldn’t pass me for that…unless I sucked his dick.

Not really. My mother was in the back seat, for God’s sake. When we got home she told me she would have happily gone and had a smoke while I took care of him.

Not really. I went and took the test again and passed and to this day I look behind me before I back up, though the rear-view cameras are pretty great.

That motherfucker did help make me a good driver. Really.

Nope! I passed the driving test on the first attempt. I failed at parallel parking and backing around a corner but still had enough points to pass.

I passed it the first time. I was 16 years and one day old (my actual birthday was on a Sunday that year, so the DMV was closed). I had my learner's permit from my 15th birthday and my dad had been letting me drive illegally since my feet could reach the pedals. The first time the driver's ed teacher took me out, it was obvious to her I wasn't a "virgin" behind the wheel.