When I was 16 a buddy of mine got me a job with him, moving this ladies furniture from Monroe all the way to Atlanta. Unloading it there and driving back. It paid $500 and I was in!
We stopped for the night, just short of Atlanta. The next morning my buddy was sick and couldn't drive so I had to do it.
Thing was...I didn't have my license yet. Driving through morning traffic that day was a nightmare. I hated Atlanta for years afterwards until I drove through Dallas (my new #1) But we made it to the apartments without an incident and he drove us back home that afternoon.
Not a good way to start you're first impromptu driver's test!
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