9/15/2005 10:54:00 PM|||James O'Malley|||

Its now less than 12 hours until my driving test- this time tommorrow, or indeed, in twelve hours time, I could be a qualified driver. Make no mistake, I certainly won't be an insured driver, as there's not a chance in hell my mum will let me back on her insurance.

As previously mentioned, I can't get my head around, or more importantly do three-laned roundabouts. More specifically: this one.

As any sort of "revision" was impossible, my family and I did the next best thing- my dad drove us all to THAT roundabout, and proceeded to fail to do it correctly himself, five or six times.

Considering this is a man who has been driving for twenty five years, and in six goes could not successfully get into the correct lane at the correct time, I think I'm proverbially buggered when I take my test tommorrow. I have a horrible feeling I might end up actually crashing the car or something- whilst making an impressive blog entry, and anecdote for use in the future, that'll make me stand out as a "character", and will make people think, "ooh, he's memorable", it's not something I'm particularly looking forward to doing.

Wish me luck, I'm "sure as hell" going to need it!

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