One of the women I work with has very kindly been donating some of her time for driving lessons in the work tanks. I say tanks because.. Well they’re massive. They are taller than I am, and require a sort of running jump to get into.
Another issue is that they’re manual. I haven’t driven a manual since I was 15 and my driving instructor took me (screaming) at 40km/h down a 100km/h road full of farmers with rage issues.
I seemed to be picking it up ok today. I only formed a couple of granny queues, and managed to get through my first intersection without a single bunnyhop!! That’s a first! Now I have to learn how to drive it on farmland. Oh. And start on a hill… Because that’s freaking HARD. I know because some of those bunnyhoppy granny queued stally intersections were on slight slopes.
Oh well. It’s not like farmland is going to be hilly, right? Right?!