I can't remember much from when learning to drive or even my driving test. But I do remember that my first time licensed driving- I still hadn't gotten my own car yet- we had gone into the city to pick my dad up from the airport. Because he was just coming off a flight and due to the time (it just hitting nightfall) my mother doesn't like driving at night... so I was the driver on hand for the trip home.

First real driving; metropolitan, high traffic (dinnertime rush), at night, through the middle of a double construction corridor. The kind where you're bottlenecked from a 5 lane highway into two lanes bordered by cement dividers close enough to the road that if you turn your head sideways they might very well rip your nose off.

After that baptism by fire, I was ready for anything.