h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Today was the second session of driving school. It was very cool. I love driving. I suck at reversing, though. I can't see the stupid cones out of the back window. We had an instructer who looked to be in his early twenties. He had a funny looking beard-thing. I'm not quite sure exactly why it looked funny, but I think it needed trimming. He was nice, anyway. He asked me what kind of music I like. And he told me about how much he liked to go around corners at 45 mph and throw his parking brake on when it's icy to force himself into a spin. Which obviously shows how good a driver he is. If he weren't, he'd be dead. Anyway. Um. Gosh, now our conversation has gotten all awkward, hasn't it? Usually I just suggest making out at this point, but somehow, I don't think that's going to work. Perhaps we'll just see each other later. ::tenative smile:: So, bye.