My 'favourite' pupil, was a Busty 17yr old lass who started lessons at the beginning of summer, excellent driver, but did insist on wearing 'flimsy' outfits that left little to the imagination. In the end i had to have a word with mum because it was getting daft, and very distracting. Although she did dress to impress on her test day - flew through, no errors, just co-incidence though
Driving Test disaster stories.
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Not driving test but driving cadre... we had this thing where we would go off each day and drive round der vaterland until 'naafi break' when we all arrived at the Paderborn Toc H for tea and cakes etc. Three or four Series land rovers, instructors and a dozen-ish trainees.
One day, our team, first out thought it would be good to 'modify' the last group's vehicle (electrically). Under the bonnet was a junction/fuse box thingy with a number of spade connectors along each side. Within a nano second not one of those spade connectors was on its original spade.
Oh such fun... the fall out was mega as the vehicle had to be recovered back to Allenbrooke and unravelling the spaghetti was at the upper end of our LAD's ability. How those involved managed to keep their cadre places is still a mystery.
One day, our team, first out thought it would be good to 'modify' the last group's vehicle (electrically). Under the bonnet was a junction/fuse box thingy with a number of spade connectors along each side. Within a nano second not one of those spade connectors was on its original spade.
Oh such fun... the fall out was mega as the vehicle had to be recovered back to Allenbrooke and unravelling the spaghetti was at the upper end of our LAD's ability. How those involved managed to keep their cadre places is still a mystery.
The one that made me quit, was an Indian lady, a Doctor, who lived some distance from where she worked, so needed to commute to the hospital. The first lesson saw her try to pull out of a side road without slowing,indicating or looking (Dual controls thankfully) - once on the main road she stayed in first gear and just put her foot down !! All the time taking no notice of traffic, I took her home and told her husband to move nearer the hospital !!!
Opps... When I passed my driving test, I bought myself a little Ford Fiesta as a run around.
I'd had my licence for only about six months, but thought that I was the bees knees when it came to driving.
I was driving home late one night, and it was absolutely pissing down. So much so that a section of the road that dipped under a bridge completely flooded. I drove though it as if I was driving a bus or something.
Just as I made it out of the other end of the bridge, the car just coughed and splattered to a complete stop. Fortunately, I managed to just make it to the side of the road.
I didn't have a mobile phone in them days.
Anyway, after opening up the bonnet and trying to tinker around with things, i managed to burn myself, and take off the leads to the spark plugs. It didn't even occur to me to remember in what order they went.
Disaster.
Fortunately, I was only stranded at the side of the road for about four hours before a bloke stopped and helped me out.
A valuable lesson learnt that night, I can tell you.
I'd had my licence for only about six months, but thought that I was the bees knees when it came to driving.
I was driving home late one night, and it was absolutely pissing down. So much so that a section of the road that dipped under a bridge completely flooded. I drove though it as if I was driving a bus or something.
Just as I made it out of the other end of the bridge, the car just coughed and splattered to a complete stop. Fortunately, I managed to just make it to the side of the road.
I didn't have a mobile phone in them days.
Anyway, after opening up the bonnet and trying to tinker around with things, i managed to burn myself, and take off the leads to the spark plugs. It didn't even occur to me to remember in what order they went.
Disaster.
Fortunately, I was only stranded at the side of the road for about four hours before a bloke stopped and helped me out.
A valuable lesson learnt that night, I can tell you.
Out on the bike 1 day and I happened upon another biker taking the test ; usual big assed BMW following the examinee.
Stop sign at a junction and the examinee goes ; examiner stops and gets propelled from his machine by a rather angry woman who jumps out and starts giving it volume about "why did you stop and *****ing instructors "
Cue much hilarity as the DSA bloke understandably calls for the old bill whilst explaining about what the DSA is and would madam like a highway code refresher
Stop sign at a junction and the examinee goes ; examiner stops and gets propelled from his machine by a rather angry woman who jumps out and starts giving it volume about "why did you stop and *****ing instructors "
Cue much hilarity as the DSA bloke understandably calls for the old bill whilst explaining about what the DSA is and would madam like a highway code refresher
After returning from germany ,I applied for a job as Specialised HGV driver with a company called Independant Express(bright Pink MAN Trucks),was invited to take a company driving test, no problems left the warrington depot with a 40 foot trailer full of fittings and furniture for a pub in Chester,no problems getting there,on arrival had to reverse down a narrow alleyway into the yard at the back of the pub,got into yard alright but could not turn because their were 2 cars parked in the way,after an hour of shunting back and forth, the tester turning py=urple puffing smoke out of his ears, screamed at me to get the cars moved, the landlord came out put the cars in the garage, the tester was in the drivers street ready to show me how it was done, with lots of revs and spinning wheels he spun the trailer round, clipping the corner of the garage, completely collapsing it on the 2 cars,I was surprised when I got the job, by the way the tester is well known amongst reme old and bold, Sgt Dave (hole in One) Jackson , known amongst 7 armoured in Fally as Doctor Death
Back when in 1963 I took my driving test in Connecticut in my mothers car. This was before cars had seatbelts (at least in the US). Driving down a street with cars parked on both sides. I saw a ball bounce out between two parked cars and jammed on the brakes. As I did a little black boy darted out after the ball. The examiner went flying into the windshield. I immediately assumed that I had flunked the exam. The examiner said "Whew holy shit, good reflexes kid, I thought we had the little (insert name of Gibson's dog). Head back to the office kid, you passed"
Hmmm, you can make money, but you have to grind out the first few years building reputation. The normal start is via a franchise, they source the car,no idea of costs now, but £100pw for car and client list would not surprise me, i guess £25 an hour, change car every 2 years. never had a accident but clutch can get a bit warm!!. After a year i realised it was not for me (it took best part of a year to qualify), and moved on to driving big lorries, less scary
One of my friends from Basic spent 3 or 4 days driving round and round Leconfield trying to get used to driving.
On the last day he drove clean over a roundabout, and was told that he couldn't continue with his B3 drivers course, and therefore had to leave the AAC. I think he went to the LI. But it was late 86 and so my memory is hazy.
Nice bloke but a bit daft
On the last day he drove clean over a roundabout, and was told that he couldn't continue with his B3 drivers course, and therefore had to leave the AAC. I think he went to the LI. But it was late 86 and so my memory is hazy.
Nice bloke but a bit daft
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