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Along those lines....  I have a bit of a Driver's Ed. Horror story.....

	In P.G. county (awww, please don't cringe so) I took drivers ed.
from Blue Bird.  I doubt if it's still in existence.  The class time
was completely comprised of watching two movies each class, the information
was literally read at us, and at the end we had to take a test.  The test
we had to get an 88% or better.  

	Then there was the behind the wheel.....

	I foget the man's name.  He seemed like a nice pleasant guy during
our first lesson.  

	BUT THE SECOND LESSON!

	We took the back roads through the Agriculture lands and Mont.
County to Rockville.  He then noticed the time and had me take the quickest
road across to 95 south, and then later the Beltway.  This was my first
time on a major highway, but what was worse was that it was about 9am
on a Wednesday.  My first concern was to do the speed limit.  I then learned
rather rudely that if you don't keep the flow of traffic a big truck will 
magically appear about 6 inches behind you blasting his horn.  

	Now these cars were the ones equipped with the double steering
wheels.  I was trying to stay insignificantly in the right land while
I prayed to anything to preserve me through this experience.  But no,
he took control and moved us (WITHOUT SIGNALLING) into the #3 lane just
after I had merged all the way right after getting on the beltway.
Then he started preaching.

	Please do not get me wrong, I like to belive I have a very welcoming
mind to all points of view, especially in reguards to religion.  I would
even say that I am a Christian myself.

	But the banging on the pulpit (or in this case, the other steering
wheel) style of preaching, while I'm going faster than I have ever gone 
before on a road I was raised to belive ate teenagers for breakfast was
almost too much to stand.

	I do think it made me a better driver overall, however.  As I finally
decided that he had snapped and took control and just became one with the
traffic.  By the time I made Greenbelt I was sorta relaxed, and wishing I 
could dump him in the nearest pot hole for filler.

	However, if this approach had been taken with one of my sisters,
I'm positive there would have been a very messy accident.  But they get
Williamsburg country roads to learn on.

			Share & Enjoy,
					- Mike

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