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TIFU [OC] by confusing confidence with competence 😂

I’ve been driving my dad’s manual ute for maybe a week or two. Before this, I had never driven manual. Not even a little. My entire “training” consisted of five minutes with my dad and one TikTok. Curriculum complete. 🎓

The next time I touched a manual was on a farm where, somehow, I became the only person who could drive and had to transport people. It was bad. I stalled constantly. Like… a lot. 😅
But I didn’t crash. Cows got out. Chaos happened. I survived.

Since then, I’ve been driving solo every other day to drop rubbish. It’s like a two-minute drive on the farm. My dad? Fully let me go feral. He does not care. “Yeah, you’ll figure it out.” Parenting style: vibes only. Honestly iconic. 😎

Which brings me to the incident.

There’s a dirt road with a blind sweeping bend. Not a sharp hairpin, but tighter than it looks. The road narrows through the corner, there’s no real shoulder, and once you’re in it, you don’t have much room to correct without sliding wide. Important context: the road is basically one car wide.

I was only in 3rd gear, but it was downhill, so I was carrying more speed than I realised. And then — for reasons science may never uncover — I floored it the entire way around that fucking corner 😂😂

I completely spun out of control. The ute was sliding, weaving, almost crashing not once but twice. It was going way too fast, like physics just said “good luck” and left me to deal with it. Somehow, after what felt like both a lifetime and a heartbeat, I got it under control and came to a complete stop.

I didn’t even properly pull over. I just stopped wherever the car ended up, sat there for a second, literally went, “huh,” felt the adrenaline flooding my body. The whole thing was like slow motion, and then… I just kept driving. 😭💀

And honestly? I didn’t stall. So I was kinda proud of myself. 😂 Barely knew how to drive manual, trusted vibes on a dirt road, floored it around a blind downhill corner, spun out at speed, nearly crashed twice, stopped mid-road going “huh,” and continued on with my day.

TL;DR: Barely knew how to drive manual, trusted vibes on a dirt road, floored it around a blind downhill corner, spun out at speed, nearly crashed twice, stopped mid-road going “huh,” and continued on with my day.

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