B1 #28 · Pateikt, kā tieši

My sister Lucy and I took our driving tests in the same month, and the results surprised everyone. Lucy usually learns things faster than I do. She had lessons twice a week and was driving quite well after a month. I was slower. I drove very carefully, too carefully, my instructor said. "You don't have to stop completely at every corner," he told me. "Just drive confidently." On the day of the test I was extremely nervous, but luckily the examiner was friendly and the roads were fairly quiet. I made one small mistake: I parked rather badly outside the post office. Still, I passed. Lucy did worse. She was driving too fast on a wet road and didn't see a cyclist in time. She stopped suddenly, and nobody was hurt, but she failed. Unfortunately, she had to wait six weeks for the next test. The second time, she passed easily. Now she drives better than I do, honestly, more smoothly, more confidently and more often. But she still says that I park more carefully than anyone she knows. And that's quite true.