The Kingdom of Hereford was unique in the Ununited Kingdoms for having driving tests based on maturity, not age, much to the chagrin of a lot of males, some of whom were still failing to make the grade at thirty-two.
I didn't pass my driving test till I was 38!
New York became the first state to ban talking on hand-held cell phones while driving. First-time violators could receive a fine of $100, with an additional mandatory six-month jail sentence if your ringer plays a Latin-themed novelty song.
I have a driver in London because I am slightly dyslexic and cannot drive in the U.K.; after all, the traffic runs the opposite way to that in the United States.
My wife had her drivers’ test the other day. She got 8 out of 10. The other 2 guys jumped clear.
I believe that we do our country a disservice when we make it harder for new American immigrants to abide by the rules of the road and obtain drivers licenses.
I can't believe people think they need permission to drive. Or permission to do anything.
There are no road signs to help navigate. And, in fact, no one has yet determined which side of the road we're supposed to be on.
And I really wanted a driver's license. I was 43, had my learner's permit and had failed the test once already - but that was in Riverhead, on Long Island.
I had to take driving lessons in New York, which were really weird because it's not the safest thing in the world.
There's a rumour going 'round that if you amass a certain number of penalty points on your driving licence, the authorities will make you take your test again! Now, if ever there was an incentive to drive carefully, they could not have threatened a more terrifying ordeal.
I got pulled over by a cop, and he said, 'do you know the speed limit here is 55 miles per hour?'. So I said, 'oh, that's OK, I'm not going that far.'
You know, I've written many of my songs while driving - which is against the law in many cases.
I chose to wait to get my drivers license. Since I was working and I didn't have time, I got it like a week before my 18th birthday.
I drove an 18-wheeler semi-truck, a big rig. I liked it actually.
I've never seen the yellow light, umm the yellow line be wrong.
My mom sent me money for a car, but the cops impounded it because I had no insurance.
I hardly broke any laws at all. I should drive more often.
You know what I mean. And by the way, you should slow down.” I sighed. “You’re kidding me. This is coasting. This is little old lady speed.” “NASCAR drivers would have heart attacks. Slow down before we get a ticket.” “Chicken.
I have to get a licence to drive a motorcycle to protect myself and the people around me. I am adamant there should be some sort of licensing required to have children.
I only drive in movies. I know that's very weird to hear for an American. I have a weird relationship with it. I know how to drive, but I never went to take the test.
Generally speaking, rural drivers are a much better behaved species than city drivers. I'm not sure whether they're intrinsically this way, or there are just fewer opportunities for them to do behave badly. You can't go around running red lights if there aren't any red lights to run.
My dad was a truck driver, and from the time I was knee high to a grapevine, I was driving a truck.
The Americans lecture the world on democracy and then won’t let me turn the traction control off!
The most important thing is that at a certain moment you can drive.
