My first lot of lessons I’d been learning for about 6 months, my instructor was an ex copper and a friend of my Dad’s, I think he delayed my test so he could reap the discount back he had offered, the tight git!
Anyway it all went awry when I was doing a 3 point turn on a slight slope, I was reversing back being careful as I could see a lamp post in my rear view mirror, he said to stop braking but obviously I didn’t he then shouted STOP BRAKING, so I did and hit the bloody lamp post he went absolutely apeshit, was bouncing around on the pavement screeching like a banshee, calling me a silly little girl amongst other things, so I just said to him it’s your fault you told me to stop braking you old fart!!
My Dad had a right go at him and refused to pay for the last block of lessons!!
Anyway it all went awry when I was doing a 3 point turn on a slight slope, I was reversing back being careful as I could see a lamp post in my rear view mirror, he said to stop braking but obviously I didn’t he then shouted STOP BRAKING, so I did and hit the bloody lamp post he went absolutely apeshit, was bouncing around on the pavement screeching like a banshee, calling me a silly little girl amongst other things, so I just said to him it’s your fault you told me to stop braking you old fart!!
My Dad had a right go at him and refused to pay for the last block of lessons!!