I mentioned that I would get into more detail about how I failed my driving test when I could think about it without crying. I suppose now is as good a time as any.
To be fair I should have realised the test wasn't going to go well given how it started. Somehow I got the seatbelt stuck under the seat. So my instructor had to come out and free it for me. It took about five minutes and it left the seat well out of my usual driving position. I didn't realise this until about a minute into my test. I tried to adjust my seat while keeping the car in place with the footbrake. The car lurched forward a few inches, which is incredibly unsafe, and things just didn't go well after that.
I should explain that our driving tests consist of driving around and following instructions. There is another section where I have to follow signs - known as independent driving - and then I have to do one maneuver. I'm allowed 15 minor faults (things like not checking my mirrors or doing things out of order), and there are serious and dangerous faults. Serious faults are kind of bad, and dangerous faults are ones that endanger lives. One of these is an instant failure.
I got three.
One came when I was driving along the road and a car approached me from behind. I guess I wasn't paying enough attention to realise that the road changed to allow cars to pass me on the left. A car tried to do just that, and my instructor had to grab the wheel and move the car to the right for me.
For whatever reason she decided to continue the test and continue my slow descent into insanity.
The second one came when I was approaching a corner and then a car suddenly appeared in front of me. I didn't have enough time to react, and there wasn't enough space for both of us, so I hit the brakes hard. This caused a dangerous fault because there was a car behind me and I didn't check my mirror to ensure braking as hard as I did was safe.
I'm not sure what the third major fault was. I don't remember. But I also fucked up the bay park at the end, which counted as my maneuver.
Needless to say I failed my test. Badly. Then spent the next two or three hours crying. It was the one time I was sure about something in my life and I failed.