Everyone has their own story, and they often include a quirky twist. These are the craziest stories from people who took their driver's test.

A Warning Would Have Been Nice
A Warning Would Have Been Nice

"When I went to take mine, the tester waited until I was at an intersection and then yelled TURN LEFT! She scared me so I did and failed. When I went back to try again, she was just ripping into this girl and her mom in the parking lot. The poor girl was standing there crying and the lady was screaming 'SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO DRIVE!'

I was like at least I'll get a different tester cause she's clearly busy."

Is This A Trick Question?
Is This A Trick Question?

"During my test, there was a stop sign before entering the course, the instructor just told me to drive forward and looked at me. Needless to say, I stopped at the sign, and looked both ways before entering. I feel like it was a trick to see who would not stop, and I wonder how many people fail because they just drove into the course without stopping."

Pretty Sure I Can Drive A Regular Car
Pretty Sure I Can Drive A Regular Car

"I didn't have a license before I went into the Army, but got licensed for several military vehicles while I was in. I get to the DMV after I got back stateside and the lady behind the counter points to my tester and tells me, 'Good luck,' in the most apologetic way possible.

My tester was a complete pain. Before we even started, I asked what the speed limit was in the lot.

'Standard speed limit,' he said.

'Okay, it's not in the book I got, so what's that?'

He gets huffy and tells me 15.

Fine. The in-lot test went okay, but he was being really condescending the whole time. Went on the road and I took a right turn a tad too wide (yet still in my lane), and he berated me the whole rest of the way for it.

Finally, I had enough, pulled over, turned off the engine, and quietly said, 'Sir, I do apologize for that, but please keep in mind that the last vehicle I drove had treads, a 600 HP turbo-diesel, and a big cannon on it. I'm used to making turns a little wide to avoid bending track pins on the curb.'

Rest of the test went quietly except for basic instructions.

Go back inside and the same lady behind the counter told me I was the first perfect score come from that tester, and he fails more people than he passes.

I told her that he might have a better pass rate if he wasn't being an absolute pain to the people testing - it made me incredibly anxious."

Road Rage That Early On?
Road Rage That Early On?

"I ended up partaking in road rage fisticuffs on my second lesson. I’d just turned 16 and had driver’s ed. It was with an older man, European, from the land of BMW’s and Mercedes. It was my second lesson, and I was finally allowed to put my foot on the pedals. I was psyched feeling like a king in a 2000 Toyota Camry!

After about five minutes, we were driving through the town center. As a small town, the road is just three blocks long, and a driver in an early 90s Jimmy passes us over a double solid line in a 15mph zone and cuts me off, forcing the instructor to slam the brakes and yanks the wheel.

The next thing I know, my instructor is yelling out the window, hitting his little horn button, and laying on the gas. He was chasing this man down. Not knowing what to do I just sat there as a passenger in the driver's seat watching the Jimmy swerving around and then pulling into the back lot of my school.

My instructor ordered me to keep driving and pull next to the guy and I do. He starts hitting the man’s vehicle from outside and the man steps out. He’s the janitor.... great he knows me. My instructor steps out and starts swinging, and so does the janitor. Even at 16 I was bigger than most adults, so I got out and started to separate them and ended up having to throw some extra punches to prevent myself from being hit.

In the panic I had forgotten to put the car in park and it had rolled into the dumpster, two guys grown men sitting on the ground banged up with me standing above them. At that point the principal had come out and the police were called. It was my first time in handcuffs and all I could do was panic as I was one of the “good kids”.

In the end everything was just dropped and I found a new driving instructor."

I Saw What Not To Do
I Saw What Not To Do

"While I was waiting for my turn to take my CDL test, I watched a guy in a semi back into a light pole, but instead of seeing what he gently backed into, he gassed it and knocked it over. Needless to say, I didn’t get to take my test for an hour or so while they cleaned it up."

Is This Part Of The Test?
Is This Part Of The Test?

"During my driver’s test this January, my test proctor wanted me to start before he put on his seat belt. I was like 'Haha ... but no, I’ll wait,' and he kept responding 'It’s okay, just go.' I refused until I heard the click.

I was also counting the three seconds in my head at each stop sign because I was told it was necessary, but he kept telling me to go right after I stopped. He was probably getting frustrated with me too because I wouldn’t go right away.

At first, I thought he was testing me with the seat belt thing. However, by the time the test ended, I legitimately thought he just didn’t care. It was fine because I passed, but still, I was already nervous, and he made it a lot worse for me."

The Gas Is Stuck?
The Gas Is Stuck?

"I was taking the exam, but due to a mix-up in the system, there was no one assigned to be my tester.

No problem, there was a written exam going on, so the retired 80+ instructor who oversaw the written exam would do my exam, and my driving instructor did the written test. He needed to be there since the test was performed in his specially equipped car (with pedals on the passenger side to intervene to avoid accidents). So I was expecting an easy exam, just drive around for an hour long and hope he didn't die of old age.

Everything went well for the first half an hour, but when we got to a big road, the car kept speeding up after I took my foot off the gas pedal.

The gas pedal was stuck!

I banged the clutch to the floor, and remembered the Corey Haim/Feldman instructional video 'License to Drive,' where they fixed this problem by kicking down the gas pedal repeatedly, while calmly telling my examiner that the pedal was stuck.

He quickly identified the problem, the stuff he had been using as a footrest were the instructor pedals. After he removed his foot from the gas pedal, the problem was solved, and we both lived."

It Just Keeps Getting Worse
It Just Keeps Getting Worse

"I witnessed what is arguably the dumbest thing I have ever seen in my life.

I was waiting to take my own drivers test when this magnificent interaction went down between a kid and the tester.

The kid was visibly high on something. Everyone in the room and outside could tell he was not on this planet mentally. The tester asked him if he was feeling ok to take the test, and he responded by staring at him with the biggest smile that made him the envy amongst the most depressed in the room.

The tester, verbally, with a lot more enunciation, asked him if he had consumed any substance that would alter his state of mind and render him unable to operate a vehicle. Our boy responded by giving him a hug and saying, 'It's good to see you too, Rango.'

At this point, it was clear to everyone with a functioning brain that this kite was flying too high and it would be dangerous to leave him unattended. Concerned for his safety, the tester requested that they call an ambulance. In the meantime, this little old lady from reception ushered this kid to a chair and offered him a cup of water which he promptly offered to Rango. Rango did not take the water so the kid left it on the floor for 'later.'

At this point, the remaining neurons in his brain conjured up what I would describe as the most bizarre and mindbogglingly entertaining scenario I have ever been privy to. The kid convinced himself that he was now taken his drivers test and started with the most passionate effort in replicating the starting sound of what I think was a 1992 Honda Civic; the performance was accompanied by dialogue between him and Rango, gear changes which accurately matched the engine rpm and I think he even slipped in a gear or two. The dialogue was incomprehensible owing to the fact that it was constantly accompanied by screeches, yells, honks and him constantly slapping his neck for some weird reason. I cannot do justice by putting in words the sheer authenticity of what he though was his drivers test and him arguing with an imaginary tester why he deserved his license.

The paramedics came in, and they took one look at him and simply said I am getting the stretcher. Apparently this guy was messed up on some mushrooms and what one paramedic said looked to be acid on some sort of paper type thing.

Apparently he wasn't even scheduled for a drivers test and stumbled in and just stood up when a name was called."

The Instructor Always Wins
The Instructor Always Wins

"My instructor tried to trick me during my driving test. I was driving 30 (in a 50 zone) just to be safe, and good thing I did. There was a sign in the middle of the street where it turned from 50 to 30, because there was a school and such. About 10 meters before that sign, where it was all up in everyone's face to behold, the instructor told me 'pick up the pace a bit.' So I said 'Um, okay?' and picked up my pace.

Afterwards, in his office, he calmly told me and my dad that I didn't pass since I drove 50 in a 30 zone. Some discussion went on, because we felt tricked, but in the end, the instructor always wins.

The stupid thing is, in my country, there is a rule where the instructor can't give you false instructions. So he can't tell you to turn right when there is a one way street there. They can, however, tell you to 'take the next right.' Then it is up to you to be smart and skip the first one if that is a one way street.

To this day, I still feel like the instructor could have told me to pick up the pace a little sooner, or not at all, since it was RIGHT before that 30 sign. Anyhow, I took another test the next week, and passed easily. It turned out ok."

He Asked Me If I Passed
He Asked Me If I Passed

"I failed my first exam because I turned right on red. I was allowed to as long as there weren't pedestrians while oncoming traffic had green and right of way.

The instructor kept saying things like, 'So are you gonna go, you should go, definitely go, the light is long,' and I got so flustered and confused that I went. He then decided to ask me if he thought I passed. When I said, 'I don't know, yes?' he said, 'Of course not, you shouldn't have gone. You failed.'"

Wake Up!
Wake Up!

"When I was taking drivers ed, I was in a car that had the brake on the passenger side for the instructor to use just in case. Going 35 down fairly busy street, my car all of a sudden comes to a complete stop. In horror, I look over at my instructor who is sound asleep with his foot on the brake. I just sat there dumbfounded. After a couple people honked, he shook himself awake, mumbled a quick, 'accelerate,' and sat up adjusting his glasses. So that was fun.

I did pass the test. The guy was in his 70s and just didn’t care about anything."

I Was Running Errands For Them
I Was Running Errands For Them

"While taking the behind the wheel training where we have to go on the freeway, my instructor had me drive for a while then had me go through the drive through at a Wendy's. She ordered, asked if I wanted anything, and when I said no, she said 'good because I only have enough for my food.' She also had me stop outside her 'friend's' house so she could run inside 'real quick.' I think I was accessory to something illegal there.

On the day of my test, my tester was almost silent the whole time, and would just point if he wanted me to turn. He said three words. 'Parallel park there' when he wanted me to. The rest of the time he was taking notes. SO MANY NOTES. Then when we parked back at the DMV he didn't say anything for a while and wrote MORE notes. Then he handed me a paper and said, 'You passed. Two points off for not turning into the left lane during a left turn' and got out of the car to go inside."

I Was So Close
I Was So Close

"At the DMV where I took my exam, there were a few different instructors who were rotated over the course of the week. The toughest/worst one was known as 'Hitler' because he had a toothbrush mustache. Apparently most instructors let you fail up to two parts of the test, but Hitler was notorious for one fail and you're done!

Anyhoo, a few hours before my exam, I still couldn't parallel park, and I was freaking out. I remember pulling up to the DMV and anxiously awaiting the instructor, and guess what? It was Hitler.

As this man gets into the car, all I can think about is his reputation. I'm sweating bullets, can't look him in the eye, and stammer a 'Hello.' He turns toward me, and doesn't acknowledge my greeting in the slightest - he just points toward the course and mutters 'Go!'

The test proceeds, and for those of you not familiar with it, you basically drive around a course and practice stopping, starting, there are cones and fake stop signs, etc. I'm doing pretty well (I think), and all of a sudden, here comes the parallel parking section.

My palms are soaked in sweat, Hitler hasn't said anything besides three words, and I know that I'm about to fail. I silently cross my fingers in my head, and try to parallel park - and BOOM! I NAIL it on the first try!

I am giddy with success - I am Eisenhower, Roosevelt, and Churchill combined. I have taken down Hitler and am about to reap the rewards of a provisional teenage license. The only thing I have to do is drive back to the little DMV building to accept my winnings.

I am so swollen with pride that I fail to realize one thing as Hitler and I head back to the DMV - I am driving on the complete opposite side of the road. This becomes apparent as I arrive at a 'Do Not Enter' sign, and I have to do this awkward million-point turn to get out.

As we're sitting in the parking lot, I glance over at Hitler, terrified, and watch as a broad grin expands across his face like the Blitzkrieg sweeping through Poland. He checks something on his pad, looks at me, and laughs. And I mean laughs, crying laughing, tears in his eyes. He says 'In 30 years, I don't think I've ever seen anyone drive on the wrong side of the road before. You were perfect up until that point!'

'So does that mean I passed?'

'Nope, you failed. You have 30 days until you can take the test again.'"

That Wasn't The Reason
That Wasn't The Reason

"When I was 17 I lived in Ohio and went in for my driver's test to obtain my license. Where I lived, the state patrol officer was the one who rode along with you and administered the test. It was intimidating to have a State patrol officer riding along with you. I passed my test with only one minor mistake.

The blunder part comes while I was waiting for them to print out my card. The office was very busy that day and definitely near capacity, not a chair was empty. While I sat there another kid came in from his test, his head hanging low. A patrol officer followed him in with a gruff look on his face. This officer had to be 6'5 and a mountain of a man. The boy walked over to his father and was explaining that he had failed his test.

The father lost his mind and walked over to the officer. He then proceeded to put his finger in the officers face and yell at him. At this point the entire room went silent and watched. 'How dare you fail my son, he is a good driver! Turning left into a turn lane and merging into traffic is not illegal!' (It is in that part of Ohio by the way).

The officer smirked and looked around, knowing everyone was watching this now. He then said loudly enough for the whole room to hear 'Sir it is illegal and I can show you where in the book it states that'. He then pulled out the driving laws book and showed him. 'But sir, that is not the reason I failed your son. He failed because he was doing 45 in a school zone!' The entire room began to snicker. The father quickly grabbed his son and ran out."

When Following The Rules Goes Wrong
When Following The Rules Goes Wrong

"I was the kid, and full transparency it was a learning drive, not the test.

We had to do six scheduled drives with our instructor, and we had a partner. One would drive for 30 minutes, then you would stop and switch so the other could drive back. The rule when you got in the car, just so it wasn’t a constant game of 'should I turn?' was that you always go straight until the instructor tells you to turn.

So one Saturday, we had a very early drive scheduled. We met up at the school, and I was the first to drive. We got about five minutes in, turned onto a main road, and the instructor quickly fell asleep. My partner and I quietly (with a smirk) agreed that we would still follow the rules.

We took the road for about an hour and fifteen minutes, until it dead-ended and you had to turn. I pulled over in a parking lot, and we woke up the instructor to ask him which way to turn. It took a good 30 seconds for him to realize what had happened and where we were. He yelled at us both to get in the back seat, and we witnessed some very unsafe ways to drive as we headed back towards the school.

And I didn’t bat an eye."

Confusion Leads To Disaster
Confusion Leads To Disaster

"Not a tester, but I was in the backseat of the car when this happened. I had just taken my third and final driving test, which I passed it without a hitch no problem. However, the driving route was just going to another kid's house to pick her up before I could finish.

So as I pulled up to the driveway, the driving instructor said, 'Just be ready, she has never even sat in a drivers seat of a car before.' I didn't think too much of it because my first time driving was with the instructor. And it went well. Anyway, we got in and started driving off. Not even 45 seconds later, we came to a stop sign. She didn't stop, so the instructor slammed on his brake in his foot well.

The girl was confused as to why she was stopping, so she continued to press down on the accelerator harder, like to the floor! Lots of screaming telling her to stop, after about 15 seconds of that she put the car in park and blew the transmission. It was some 1980s Volvo, and the car was pretty much junked.

It's funny, as we were driving, my instructor was telling me how he was surprised this car was still going."

East Bound And Down?
East Bound And Down?

"In Pennsylvania, we have lots of tractor trailers on the roads here. Lots! Arguably too many, and they can often be terrifying to drive around. Anyways, we could take our license test through the high school and the teacher often let us ride along on each other's tests to see how it goes.

I was in the back seat as the student testing pulls onto the interstate at 35mph. A tractor trailer came barreling downhill on us and laid into his horn and the teacher started telling at the kid to 'move with the flow of traffic,' aka speed up! He started going 45mph and was clearly super nervous.

We were going one exit on I83. It was only two lanes each way and no shoulder, as the highway is sandwiched between a large hill and a lake. I don't know how many tractor trailers went screaming by us in those few miles. But they kept honking and swerving to avoid us, the instructor was shouting and cursing at the kids to speed up. I thought we were going to die. I'm surprised none of them jackknifed or tipped over to be honest."

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