On the way to St. Andrews Have now pretty much mastered day-to-day driving (except for the fine points of roundabout etiquette). Made it down through Aberdeen.
Next a new motor terror: NOT DRIVING! Dad took over just out of A-city, his first go at UK driving w/stick shift in 7-26 years. Feeling very exposed and vulnerable in the passenger seat, butt clenched right the way along. Just to add to the fun, a car just about 1/4 mile ahead of us went out of control, swerved off on the right, then shot off the road left into a field, right in front of a big lorry! God save us!
I feel kind of like when going out with the kids for their first time driving. I think it's coming back to him, though. I think.
Breathe.....
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