My First Driver's License

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Posted by brokenstrings on Thursday, February 1, 2007

was to drive a horse-drawn cab in New York City. (I still have the license. I look like one of the creeps who murdered Sharon Whatsername on it, and I had to be fingerprinted. I also still have a black top hot like Mike Gregory's as a souvenir of that time.)

Fran, who was training me, took off to get a coffee and just then the line moved and I had to repark horse and buggy across the street in front of the Plaza Hotel, which involved a U-turn and backing the horse into place in front of a car. Well, that was my first driving accident. The veteran drivers had a field day laughing raucously at me. I really made their day.

Mind you, I had experience with horses, but not with driving them. Among other things, you don't get the exhaust fumes when you're sitting astride the horse. Just thought you should know.

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