Aug 21, 2002 01:59 AM
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(Updated Aug 21, 2002 01:59 AM)
I was a 17 year old girl and just learning to drive. Its funny Bub, my twin brother (3 minutes older) has been driving since....I dont know, maybe 13 yrs of age. Most of the kids our age already had licenses and we were just now doing drivers ed. Our birthday put us behind everyone else. I finally was able to get behind the wheel. We both did well in class. My grandma (Ma) and granddad (Butchie) toke us 50 miles away to take the drivers test in a little town.
Our local DPS was 15 minutes away. But, you know how grandparents are. We both received our licenses. Ma and Butchie then decided to help us get a car (us, meaning me and my brother, one car to share). Oh boy, was I excited. Of course, a cool car is out of the question. Safety was first. Finally we all decided on a Olds Cutlass, I forget the year. Not too grandma-ish. Not too bad. Bub and I were to pay Ma $50 a week, alternating weeks. We were both working, so that was do-able. Well, Bub drove to school every day, so of course he had to pick-up his friends. I rode the bus. Bub went out almost every weekend in the car. Me, I would ask to go out, just to the movies or skating rink with my GIRLFRIENDS. ''Nope, its not safe''. I remember well the stomping to my room and slamming the door. I made my payments regularly, Bub not so regularly. Bub ended up wrecking our red Olds. Insurance totalled it. We got a settlement.
Me and Mom went to search for another car. But this time we got a truck. I got the pleasure of driving it most of the time, Im not sure how I managed that, but I did. I ended up handing it over to Bub after saving me up my OWN money to get my OWN car. Got me a cool car. Camaro. I love my Bubba to death, but being twins definitely had its disadvantages.
