I am certainly not the best driver. My father didn't even want me to learn. He always said that he thought I would run away and never come back. Probably because I always said it when I was smaller. I was trying to remember exactly how to get to his house. I have a pretty good memory, however on the way there I was too excited to concentrate and one the way back I was too pissed off. It took slightly longer than I anticipated but I finally made it. I pulled into the driveway and could see Dimitri's father's truck. I was a little too overzealous and pulled up a little too much. I accidently slammed into the back on his truck...hard. I cringed as my neck jerked forward. I turned the car off and stepped out to survey the damage I just caused. David came running out at the loud sound. "