Not quite the ton (that really would have been scary), but I reached national speed limit type velocity today on the A1. What’s more, both I and other drivers lived to tell the tale. (Mind you, you would hope so, with the driving instructor next to me.)
Driving lessons continue, and today included driving in the dark – though heading back into Edinburgh through an amazing sunset first. Doing 50 on the old A1, not many other cars about, you get the feeling that you might just be able to do this…or so I hope.
The really scary part will be getting in a car on my own, and going from A to B. (Not to mention actually owning a car…Perhaps I really should have done this in my teens instead, when optimism might have outweighed natural wariness a bit more.)
I now take very seriously how people talk about getting tired doing motorway driving, as I certainly was tired heading back. But overtaking lorries seems a little more familiar now, though having a bus overtake me on the inside lane of dual carriageway on the way back into town was less helpful. Particularly when he’d parked somewhere silly outside Haddington earlier on in the journey.
I am doing other things than driving, but when the driving goes OK, it seems a bit more noteworthy. Maybe a different topic next time.