My high school students constantly talk about driving.
Ah, memories:
I expect that a lot of them will experience a similar progression. Scary thought.
The Five Stages of Driving
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Boggleton Drive 
Haha this is so true! And I was definitely in the 20-22 range this morning. Some dumb woman kept boxing me in in the left lane, when I was trying to catch a bus!
You’re over 27?
29.
Phew!! Got a bit worried there… Hehe…
Enjoy your youth while you still can, young man. Apparently, when people turn 30, they become old folks who are just a few years away from a nursing home.
Funny post. I look forward to the next one 🙂
Evelyn
Keep ’em coming!
As someone in the 29+ range I have to say you nailed it.
Even at the age of 55, my father is still stuck in the 20-22 range. I see that he found his own youth potion.
Ahhh. My family all went through these stages, but not me. You drive in a super busy city and if you aren’t going 15 over the limit and tailgating like a mofo then you are going to DIE. If I ever move back to the nice midwest I’m going to have to take classes in not driving like an ass.
I’ll admit it, the lack of a courtesy wave bothers me to this day…
Yep, you describe it well!
LMAO. This was so wonderfully accurate. Love the imagery.
Why thank you, that means I am somewhere between 20 and 26. Although the multitasking basically consists of keeping the little monster in the back seat in check and happy. I don’t see myself entering the acceptance stage any time soon.
But then, maybe it’s because I so rarely use the car. I live in a reasonably small town and get pretty much everywhere I want by bicycle. That could have cut down on my driving age…
Too funny! My husband is “the old man with the hat.” That is what I have always called him since I first drove with him as we crawled 20 miles under the speed limit! Hahaha!
Great illustrations~!
Thank you! I’ve been told that I drive like a grandmother, so tell your husband that I know the feeling
SO true! I’ve just stopped hooning… and started raging!
“Hooning?” That must mean… Happy Australia Day!
I’m such a bad driver that, at age 21, I just decided to quit driving altogether. It’s safer for the world that way.
My son wants me to teach him driving. Your post gives me some idea of what to expect. Thanks.
Reasons I’m employed… all of the above illustrates my job security. And, for the record, stupidity is insurable, but discouraged.
haha this is funny and very true when I went for my first spin