This evening, for the very first time ever, my daughter sat in the van's driver's seat. She turned on the lights, the wipers, the cruise control. She identified all of the switches and knobs. She set the parking brake.
Then she started it, and she sat there with the engine running. With a really big smile.
She had a great time. Me, I'm doomed.
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Man, I can still remember the feeling of getting behind the wheel the first time. Think I must have had on a really big smile too.
Good luck!
Don't forget: in a handbrake turn, you have to turn the wheel in the direction you want to go slightly before you pull the handbrake, and then turn the wheel to the requisite amount of opposite-lock. Once she has the timing down, then she can go for the handbrake/opposite-lock technique. (The needed accelerator control is essential, and is best learned in an empty parking lot.)
(Don't forget: heel and toe braking/acceleration is best done in flats... (Don't ask how I know.))
I hope I was of help... :-)
She told me I want to savor this. And so, after getting in, she just sat there for a bit. Reminded me that the things you grow to just accept as natural were at one time fresh and novel. Exciting, even.
Tomorrow we do bootlegger turns.
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