I did it!

I am now the proud holder of an M2 license! I feel as tho I was flung off the back of an 18 wheeler and subsequently hit by a gravel truck, but I passed! Bruised, sore and somewhat humbled by the entire experience, never let it be said I did it the easy, painless way.....turns out riding a bike is not as easy as it seems. God damn $&^%** clutch! I have never experienced such sheer frustration as I did trying to get the flippin thing going in 1st..well, except trying to get it going in 1st on a small hill...terrified of stalling (this particular bike had to be kick-started every time it stalled, which only adds to the humiliation when you do it three times in a row), I'm looking at the hill and thinking that it's going to need a fair bit of throttle to get up it and not roll backwards,so I twist the throttle, let off the back brake a bit, and somehow manage to completely pop the clutch, bike goes lurching forward, I freak and grab for whatever I can reach and manage to drop it between my legs, but only after letting it break a bunch of blood vessels and shear off a bunch of skin on my leg on it's way down. This wouldn't have been so bad, hey, I've got 2 legs..I can limp, right? Except that I managed to do in the other leg the day before when I lost control and dumped it..I now know what it feels like to hit the pavement....

So I passed the test, making only one mistake...apparently the instructors must have been rooting for me since two of them felt compelled to hug me when I passed.....sheesh..

I suppose my next venture should be to finally master driving standard........

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