Those ones who attended driving schools can tell lots of stories about funny/sad/dreadful accidents and situations.
Here is mine.
My first practice lesson in driving, in the centre of the city. And though my city is no megapolis but it took me long to get to the uptown.
The car all the school attendants used to practice was an old rattletrap and from time to time we had to turn to the roadside, the instructor was to inspect the engine and to give the order to continue movement.
Thus we were driving along and suddenly the instructor says: "Now, stop for a while."
With the common movement I open the bonnet, the instructor opens the door to get out. He steps with one foot on the earth and disappears. Hurriedly, I come up to this Bermudan spot and see a picture: the instructor, clutching at the open door and swearing at the whole world, was hanging over the sewage well. The roadside was nicely covered with grass and the trap was not seen.
After extracting the boss from the trap and long guffaws the instructor asked: "Haven't you found another place to stop??" - I immediately replied: "Then you ordered to stop here".
I think he will remember me for long.





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