As I've mentioned in my previous post, the instructor find my footwork awful. So to prevent more catastrophic event on the engine, I did my homework. Although I didn't practice on our car, I practiced on the floor with my imaginary pedals. If you could only see me, I'm sure you'll have a good laugh. Lol!
Lito was my instructor that day. He was as serious as Aris. Ok, not as serious. He can manage a little smile from time to time. I guess I just made them nervous with my driving. Lol! =)
A little snippet from our conversation:
Lito: Ma'am, ilang taon ka na ba?
Me: 30 na po, Sir.
Lito: (Looking bizarre) Talaga? Mas matanda pala ako sayo. 33 na kasi ako. Matured kasi mukha mo, Ma'am.
Toinks! At mukhang seryoso sya sa sinabi nya, hindi nya kasi binawi. Loko yun ha?! =)
We went to the same area like the first day. And I was more comfortable with my driving moves than before. With lesser unexpected stall from the engine, I was pretty happy with myself.
He taught me how to park the car, diagonal and parallel parking. Though we ran out of time to learn horizontal parking, I know I have more than enough new learning that day.
Lito told me that I can already do long distance driving but I need to practice more if I want to bring my car to the office. Which is why I took the class. I detest the terminal. I now hate commuting to and from the office. It sucks bigtime!
After the 2nd day of my driving lessons, I can pass as 7 out of 10. That's me grading myself. Lol!