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Driver's Ed stories

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Haha I remember being 15 doing my drivers ed training in a Safestway Ford Fiesta. No way that had more than 70 or 80 horsepower, but the nutcase driving instructor had me do well over 100 on a long downhill straightaway.

This while he told me stories about his street racing endeavors and the swinger clubs he and girlfriend liked to visit.

I'm sure there are other gems out there.

Here's mine, from driver's ed back in high school.

1) While driving down a highway, suddenly the instructor told me to take the next right, which was coming up really soon. He really didn't give me much time to slow down, so I took the corner pretty hot. I had the window down and my elbow hanging out. When I took the corner the instructor's eyeglass case, which was on the dash in front of him, slid across the dash and out the window. I caught it on reflex. He said, "hey, um, you went kind of fast around that corner." My reply was to hand him his eyeglass case.

2) We had gotten into a routine on our route. One day driving down the road I suddenly see a stop sign that I haven't seen before, right as we're almost going into the intersection. I slam on the brakes! The instructor said quizzically, "what did you do that for?" I mutely pointed at the stop sign. We looked at it for a moment, and he asked, "was it there before?" We had just gone this way the day before and don't remember seeing it.

3) This happened to some other students with a different instructor. I say "students" because we did two per drive - trading off. Their instructor had gotten them on the freeway (ours never did for some reason) and then... their instructor fell asleep. Now, I also have to add that most of these drives were done in the early mornings before classes started, and before there was much traffic on the roads. Thus, the instructor was probably not fully awake yet, plus the students took this as an opportunity to ditch school. Since they were instructed to go on the freeway and then got no further instructions, they stuck with their previous instructions. They kept going down the freeway. For two hours. The instructor woke up finally, and they got back to school safe, but late.

Bonus side stories:

Our instructor (the one I drove with) was pretty cool. He was coach for school athletics, including football. On Friday mornings when there was an evening game, he would spend half of class as a pep rally. We also once tricked him. My buddy and I found a video at a rental place. We told the instructor that we had a really cool video that taught driving, so he agreed to let us show it to the class one day. We did. The video was a compilation of car crashes!

Our instructor also told stories. The one I remember (more or less) was one from his youth. He said that BITD his family always left their car keys in their cars, for convenience. Ahhh, those days of innocence. Neighborhood kids knew this, and would take their cars out for joyrides. So, his sister had a brand new 1968 Mustang. Doors unlocked, keys in ignition. Two kids took it out for a spin. While they were driving, they saw a cop and panicked! They gunned it, and of course the cop then gave chase. They went over a railroad crossing so fast that they got airborne, and the landing took the oil pan off the Mustang. They then went into some field where the kids did a few donuts in the Mustang, before stopping the car and then hoofing it through the field. They were running so fast that the cop wasn't able to catch them. He later said that he really wished he had, because he would have made them join the school track team as punishment.
 
On my second time out in the car I had a 7 am Saturday morning session. This was the middle of winter, the roads were dry, but totally frosted white with salt. Let me also say that my eyes were off the charts with irritation from swimming in the clorinaded high school pool. The instructor took us down into South West Detroit which is highly industrialized and turned the car over to me. So, here I am driving into the sunrise on totally white roads with literally tears coming out of eyes hitting every pot hole and railroad track at full speed and throwing the instructor, myself, and the other kid in the car all over the inside of the car because I couldn't see shit. All stop signs and red lights became panic stops. I'm lucky there weren't any stray dogs crossing the road that morning or I might not have made it out of driver's ed.

Another incident happened near the end of the course. We were going down a twisty side street and I felt confident that there was plenty of room for myself and the opposing traffic to pass. However, the instructor did not so when he saw a car coming in the other direction he started applying the brake gently on his side. I didn't feel him applying the brake so I gave the car more gas which made him apply more brake etc., etc., etc. So, eventually we're sitting here on the side street doing this massive brake torque until the old guy yells, STOP!
 
It's not that exciting, but why not...

My instructor was a serious fat lard. He was pretty infamous back in the high school days when getting your learner's permit was the most exciting thing that could happen to you. Students drove in pairs, and he literally planned his routes around fast food locations. One student would drive, and we'd hit McDonald's or Wendy's or something. Then we'd switch, and we would head for a Taco Bell or Burger King or something. Two fast food meals, every drive. He had to take at least three drives (6 students) on most days. It was disgustingly ridiculous.
 
The only thing I can remember is that one day we went south to practice parallel parking and highway driving. The other student drove on the highway to the small town, we both parked, and then I got in the seat to drive home on the highway. Merged into traffic, got in the middle lane and then hit the cruise control. My instructor looked at me and asked what I was doing so I responded that I put the car on cruise control because traffic wasn't bad and I was maintaining a steady pace. He was not ok with that and told me to take it off and keep my foot on the gas at all times. D-bag.
 
Have a few...

In Florida, at the time, you got a lower insurance rate for having drivers ed. About half of our class already had licences. We basically tormented the half that didn't and the instructors. The instructors actually went into the parking lot and checked out our vehicles. They were looking for a few to teach stick shift, manual transmissions.

Sooo, having a stick shift truck, me and three others had to teach everyone else in the school cars. We convinced a few that the automatics were just like manuals and you had to shift them at all times. We also conviced a girl that you can just put an automatic right into park. Great sound across the field.

Our main driving instructor had a habit of getting "coffee" while we drove him around. Very interesting coffee. Usually after two groups he could barely stand. Made for some interesting driving situations.

Year after I was there, the above drivers ed teacher was nailed with an DUI while he was in the passenger seat. The state patrol observed the car operating erratically, ie the drunk instructor hitting the passenger side brake pedal while a student was trying to go. OOPS.
 
My instructor was an alcoholic (the school was unable to fire him due to tenure) and we drove to the liquer store so he could stock-up. Sometimes we also drove him to the grocery store to get food. LOL
 
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