Had never driven until joined up. Did my training for my Cat B at Bovington.
Failed twice on two assessor interventions.
First one, taxi parked up facing me on one side, HGV thundering down oncoming lane. Driving along quite happy, taxi starts to pull out, driving towards me and crossing over into my lane, cos he's a taxi ****.
Imagine the boat scene in Last Crusade and that was me putting my foot down to make the gap as t got narrower. He grabs wheel and veers us off. Argument ensues.
Second one, roundabout approaching, see gap so floor it to make it, he applies the brakes the ****.
Cat Have at Bovington, pass first time no problems. Go figure. Partly because the assessor was out the commanders hatch screaming at a **** in a Jag for cutting us up.
Sent to Leconsfield for C licence to drive the Jackals. Failed three times and sent back to Regiment.
Small shit, clipping kerb, crossing a solid white, etc.
Master Driver at Regt gets me in as he's an assessor.
"You'd better pass this you ****"
Off we go around Windsor. Great drive. Flawless. Last 400m to home and finish and I cross over the white roundabout, hit the kerb, mount half the truck on the pavement and drive half along the pavement for a good 60m before managing to pull it back onto road.
Pass.
I've got an offer of my Cat D in the police. Asked if the assessor leaves the room during the theory test and if a copy of the highway code is left conveniently lying around.
Apparently not.