I'm so unclear about the rules with cars -- insurance, claims, laws, speed limits, registration, VIN numbers, tire pressure -- that you could run over my little two-door car with your Monster Truck and then tell me it was my fault, and I would probably believe you and apologize for the inconvenience
My dad was biking along a busy stretch of road about 10 minutes from our house when he was hit by a guy in a van who had momentarily fallen asleep at the wheel. He died that day.
My main difficulty so far is that I feel a bit embarrassed about the whole thing. One of the reasons I've been reluctant to learn to drive is that I'm not sure how good I am at learning things any more. I can't remember the last time I developed a physical skill from scratch.
I thought writing “You know how to drive a stick shift” was explicit enough while describing my ideal mate for my online dating profile, but I was really, really wrong.