Driving Car Cars Study

The driving lessons cost a bundle of money in the city where I live. I couldn't afford to learn how to drive a car for that reason so I had to settle for driving my moped around. My moped was great for going anywhere and everywhere, but I hated being alone all the time. School ,finally, offered what was said to be a very practical test which I could take free of charge. The very practical test was going to be given at school early on a Saturday morning and my moped and I were on our way to get a passing grade on that practical test. I hated tests of all kinds. school had a very negative way of testing us for everything and I was nervous to enter the school premises for something that could be life changing. I got to the parking lot and as soon as I jumped out of my moped I regurgitated the small portion of egg and beans my mother had prepared for me earlier that morning. I was filled with nerves and anxiety as I stood there watching my vomit all over my shoes. "Yuck!", exclaimed the annoying arrogant girl who parked next to me as she rolled up her window. She decided to park elsewhere since I gave her a dirty look and threatened to puke on her if she didn't keep it shut. She said nothing else and drove away as I vomited some more orange juice and crackers. Luckily, I had some wet towelettes in my bag. I carry them around for unpredictable accidents just like the one I had. I had plenty and before I knew it the puke had been cleaned away. I walked in, taking my time and not letting my stomach stir up again. I got the area of where the test would be administered and took my seat. As the ,very gracious , lady handed the test I felt twitching and pulling in my gut again. I was about to get up but my legs were immobile. I opened up my mouth and the last of the egg and beans landed all over the test. "Gross!", I heard the voice from earlier yelling.