... only motorised.
There was this guy in an older Falcon following me around, staying a respectful distance back, but definitely lurking in my mirrors. When an intersection came up he started indicating really early, and for some odd reason I felt compelled to indicate the same direction and go that way too...
We pootled around for a while in the morning sunshine, turning this way and that, avoiding gaggles of school kids making their way to school for the day. But it couldn't last and eventually we pulled over and stopped for a chat...
... and the guy gave me my full licence as a reward.
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