I remember learning to drive on my dad’s lap.
Did you ever do that when you were younger?
He would work the brakes. I would work the steering wheel.
Then I went to take the driver’s test and sat on the examiner’s lap.
I failed the exam, but he still writes to me.
That’s the really nice part.
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