I could have, but didn't. Thanks to a little piece of concrete along the side of the road that decided that it wanted to be in my way as I made a left turn. Damn you, kerb! Damn you!
Apparently, I did better than the last time I took my driving test, but then again maybe the tester took pity on me because I was crying in the car. After all, I had already failed so maybe he wanted to soften the blow but not penalising me with too many demerit points. Who knows.
Ah well. Third time lucky? 31 January 2009 is the magic date.
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