Truckboy

And one of those American rituals is having to replace your driver's license _and_ your vehicle registration when moving to another state! As I tell my foreign friends, it's surprising the degree to which this country is still 50 little countries stitched together.

Ohhh, I remember SO well, that feeling of being Queen of the World when I got my license, wind in the hair, "see ya, stupid family!" and all of that. The beginning of teen invincibility - for better and often worse. A week later, I got my first ticket. Rolling stop at a stop sign. Lol!

He looks to young to drive .... well as I get older people seem so much younger.... He must be chuffed I was when I passed !!!

Lol! So true on all counts! And, you have to learn new driving laws. Once, I was asked what color the fire hydrants are in the US. I said they are red, yellow, green, white, blue, orange...there is no standard national color.