And, as I watched the car literally carom from the curb on one side of the street to bouncing off the opposite side curb over and over as she left, my neighbors and I just laughed our asses off. No doubt about it, my 15 year old daughter is going to take some time and patience. Of course, I won't tell her this, but yikes. She's overachieves in most every way (probably starting college this summer, lead in school play, etc.), but mechanical things and her just don't mix. I need some comfort. That, or stories of other first driving experiences would be greatly soothing to calm my nerves, as well as those of my still laughing neighbors.