Do you remember anything interesting when you learned your driving license?

I met an aunt in a driving school two years ago. She was temporarily assigned to our group. She is a middle-aged woman in her forties. She is particularly talkative and generous, but she is as hard as a different person when practicing driving. Finally, when she hit the pillar for the first time, the coach was completely angry, and ordered us all to rest under the shed, leaving Aunt to practice driving alone in the sultry Pu Sang carriage, and she was not allowed to get off until she was put into storage smoothly. Here comes the climax. In the process of her third warehousing, the aunt suddenly braked and put out the fire. Just as the coach told her to light the fire and continue practicing, the godlike aunt opened the car door and got off with a disc-shaped thing. I will never forget the expression on the coach's face when he took over the steering wheel.