There is definitely a learning curb when it comes to driving, but in the case of these students, they should probably never be behind the wheel of a car, like ever. Driving instructor recall the worst of the worst, helping to reignite your fear of those crazy drivers on the road.
Well, The Teacher Said…
“I was the student in this case, and it’s probably not the worst, but we were in a part of town I didn’t know, and the teacher was also giving me directions. The teacher said ‘Go straight through this light.’ And I did. Then he said ‘well, next time wait for it to turn green first.’ Fortunately there was no traffic.” (Source)
At Least He Had A Good Sense Of Humor.
“A former driving teacher told us a story about a girl, first time driving, flipped the car on its back during the road practice with another student in the car. The girl was driving and another student was in the back seat. The car was on a low rise bridge and she hit the guard rail and the car came crashing down and landed on its back. The first thing my driver instructor heard immediately after the crash was the kid in the back saying ‘Well I’m guessing I’m not driving today.'” (Source)
0 To 100 Real Quick.
“I was in the back of a student driver car… and the instructor asked for him to merge into the other lane. He started doing it, but forgot the blinker. Instructor reminds him. Kid f–king panics, starts swerving, turns on wipers full blast, activates washer fluid, has blinker on wrong way…. almost crashes us into another car before instructor slammed on his passenger brake. It was funny.” (Source)
“Oh My God!”
“I was the student here. My mother was too scared to teach me to drive, so my first time behind the wheel was literally at drivers’ ed. The three student cars were parked side by side, and I was assigned to the one in the middle (this is important). My instructor was slower than the other two, who promptly got their students in the vehicles and began taking off. Simultaneously, my instructor is slowly having me go through all of the checks (seatbelt, mirrors, etc). As soon as I turned the key, both cars on either side of me began pulling out, giving me the sensation that we’re rolling backwards. In that 1-3 second time frame, I begin furiously stomping the brake and screaming ‘OH MY GOD I CAN’T STOP!’ While the other two students, along with the instructor look at me like I’m a fucking idiot. The instructor just looked at me and said, ‘You know you’re in Park, right?’ Luckily, I somehow still managed to pass drivers’ ed, and went on to get my license on my first try.” C
Straight Over – Literally.
“My driving instructor told me about a student he had who wrecked his car. They were approaching a 4-junction roundabout, one of the built up ones with small trees and shrubs in the middle, and he told her to go ‘straight over,’ meaning the second exit straight ahead. Instead she took his words literally and ramped the car onto the middle of the roundabout, crashed into a sapling, spun out, and hit a van on the other side.” (Source)
“P For Pass.”
“When I was in Driver’s Ed on the first day, the owner of the driving school went up and told a story about a girl who he had been instructing a couple years prior. They were on their first highway drive behind a semi who was going the posted 55 or 60 mph, so she asked if she could pass. He said that would be fine, but he grabs her hand when she immediately reaches for the gear shift. He asked what the hell she was doing and she said ‘I was putting in in ‘P’ for ‘Pass’!” (Source)
The WORST Driver.
“My sister is the WORST driver I have ever seen, ever, in my entire life. I tried to give her lessons, but she just either refused to listen to me or took nothing away from my lessons. She took months of driving lessons with a private teacher, plus multiple lessons with AAA. Nothing helped. She tailgates all the time, whether she’s driving 25 mph in a residential area or doing 45 mph on the highway (and I’ll get to that one in a moment…); she will always be exactly one car-length behind the person in front of her. She also has this habit of not even touching her brakes until it’s almost too late. Instead of coasting to a stop when she comes upon a red-light and gently braking over as much distance as possible, like normal people do, she waits until she’s nearly at the damn line to just slam the brakes. I have definitely gotten whiplash from riding in a car she’s driving. She also does this in traffic, but it’s even more maddening; she hits the gas and jolts forward when the person in front of her moves forward and then slams the brakes and ends up inches from their bumper, instead of just releasing the brake pedal and letting the car roll forward on its own and then gently pressing the brakes to stop.
On top of this, she refuses to drive faster than 45-mph, even on the highway where 45 mph is the minimum speed limit and everyone else around her is going 65 or faster. She won’t even stay in the right-most lane of the highway, which is the safest lane to travel slowly in. She causes traffic every time she goes on the highway, and then complains that there’s either always traffic on the highway or always people driving ‘way too fast.’ She initially took driver’s ed when she was 16, and I kept recommending to our mom to reschedule her driving test to a later date so she could take more lessons and get more practice and maybe figure out she’s an idiot driver. She didn’t end up getting her license until she was 20. She’s going to cause an accident. I can’t be in the car with her when she’s driving. I’d have a panic attack and die.” (Source)
Moose.
“Mine is the opposite but still kinda funny. I don’t even remember my driving instructor’s name, because on the first day he told us to call him by his nickname, which was ‘Moose.’ On my turn to drive the instructor had me drop him off at the condo he was staying at because he had to take a dump. The other student and I waited my entire driving turn for Moose to come back out.” (Source)
Well That Took A Dark Turn.
“I have a story about my driving instructor. His name was Mr. Elliot, a big ol fat guy who was a lot of laughs. Our driving time, really we’d just drive from hot dog place to hot dog place and he’d buy us hot dogs. Drive across town, buy a hot dog. Go down the highway for 30 miles, buy a hot dog. Dude was large, but, hey you know who isn’t.
Anyway, I would see the guy from time to time in town driving new people years later, and sometimes at gas stations. I’d talk to him, he was friendly and always remembered me. Shortly after I got my license, he met a woman and they got off well, they were engaged after a few years and they were going to meet after work to look at wedding rings. As his fiance was driving to the store, one of his former students t-boned her car and killed her. It ended up pretty much killing him, he got depressed, became a shut-in and not long after that had a heart attack and died in his house. That would have to be the worst any of his students ever did, I imagine.” (Source)
Embarrassing.
“My Dad was the driving instructor, and for some reason he decided to start me off on small winding back roads – I guess because there would likely be no traffic. I’m approaching a sharpish uphill turn on a narrow gravel road and oh god there’s a car coming down in the other direction. Will we be able to pass? Should I slow down? How much? If I turn the wheel too far will I crash into the hill? If I don’t turn the wheel far enough will I crash into the other car? While my brain cycles through these pressing questions, it fails to actually instruct my body to do anything except emit a faint but continuous high-pitched scream. Our car glides forward, uninfluenced by me but only by physics, losing momentum on the uphill, until we gently plunge into the ditch on the far side of the road, cushioned by roadside weeds and honeysuckle, and stall out. The people in the other car jumped out, concerned, and my Dad, beet red with embarrassment, had to inform them that it was just his daughter learning to drive. We switched places, he drove us home, and that was the last time he tried to teach me to drive.” (Source)
Jesus, Take The Wheel.
“Not exactly a driving instructor but during my first time driving, my Mom asked if we could pull over to say a prayer….Twice…..” (Source)
The Pillow Driver.
“Student here. I took drivers ed with a girl who lived down the street from me. They took the windows out of their house and bricked up the openings. She was 4’4″, had never driven in her life. We grew up in the country, all the kids drove. She had to sit on a pillow to drive, the instructor had to hit his passenger side brake so much I got nauseous. I used to feel bad for me. Now, I feel bad for her. Not sure what her life was like behind all those bricks.” (Source)
C’mon, Krista.
“A girl from my high school opened the driver’s side door as a car passed, getting it torn clean off. The next week she took a corner at the bottom of a hill without braking and rolled our OTHER drivers ed car. F–k you Krista, you cost the rest of us weeks while we waited for them to get fixed.” (Source)
You Can’t Make That Up.
“Not a driving instructor but when I was leaving the DMV a young girl was taking her driver’s test and was pulling out of the driveway to make a right onto the street. She made a right that turned into a U-turn and drove up the curb and crashed into the DMV building. Thankfully no one was hurt and after the firefighters made sure she was ok she was on the curb crying. I’ll never forget the image of her on the curb crying with the car crashed into the DMV behind her. Once me and my dad got back in the car I started laughing so hard cause you seriously can’t make that s–t up.” (Source)
The Worst Student.
“I am not a driving instructor but I did take driving lessons and I am pretty sure I was one of the worst students the teacher ever had. I didn’t plough into a crowded market or anything but I used to sit there in the turning lane and he would be like ‘uh, are you are going to turn?’ and I would say ‘there is a car coming so I have to wait’ and he would say ‘that car is 300 metres away, you can go’ and I would say ‘but what if he speeds up all of a sudden?’ and the instructor would say ‘why would he do that?’ and I would say ‘how should I know, I can’t read minds!’ Anyway, it was like that for everything. I lived in constant fear that other drivers were going to make bad choices and so was paralyzed with fear. The instructor finally turned to me one day and said ‘You know you are never going to pass the test right?’ and I said ‘Thank God! because if people like me do pass the test then I am right to fear the other drivers!’ So at least I don’t worry so much now as a passenger.” (Source)
Dunkin Doughnuts.
“I had a road instructor throw the gearshift into ‘neutral’ while I was driving and say ‘Now what do you do’ as my speed rapidly decreased on a busy straight away.
But then he bought me dunkin doughnuts.” (Source)
Legend Says He Still Doesn’t Have His Boating License.
“Well, first the kid did really well on the oral test, I mean he passed the thing with flying colors. But then when we got into the car, everything went downhill. The kid started panicking. He was going crazy, I thought he was going to die or something. He crashed the damn car into a building, luckily I only got a small injury. But then he came back a few weeks later to retake the test, and it seemed to go great this time. He was doing everything perfectly, just like he had on the oral. I was delighted. But then, right near the end of the test, he went bats–t crazy again! Started yelling and crying something about how he had cheated on the test. And you know what he did? He crashed the car. Again. I never did end up passing that damn sponge.” (Source)
