From the time I was taught how to drive, I was taught how to behave when I'm stopped.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I had professional stunt racers teaching me how to drive.
I learned to discipline myself to do things I didn't want to do.
I learned to drive when I was 35. I'm driving like an old lady and very close to the wheel. I don't take many risks, and when people yell at me I say 'sorry, sorry, sorry!' I don't have road rage yet.
I learned to walk as a baby, and I haven't had a lesson since.
Learning how to drive was a scary thing.
Then as everything, like I say, things started to come together, when things started to go our way, that's when you results started to come. I was no different driver. I was certainly learning every time I went in the car.
I learnt the theory of movement, which I still teach sometimes. I was very, very ambitious to learn a skill.
I really didn't even have time to get that many lessons, to be honest, because I was suddenly on the road. I was kind of thrown in the deep end. But that wasn't a bad thing when I look back at it.
I taught myself to drive. I hope that the child in me never dies.
I regret not learning to drive when I was younger.