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I took driver's ed. when I was a teenager. At the time this stupid thing happened, I didn't have a license. We lived out on a graveled country road. One day, I drove to the neighbor's, who was a 1/2 mile away. I don't remember why I drove, it wasn't usual. My brother was in with me and as we headed back to the house, we approached a flat gentle curve. Remembering my driver ed. teacher's advice about accelerating as you approach a curve, then let up as you drive it, I asked my brother if he wanted to see how we did it in driver's ed. I accelerated as I hit the curve, hit loose gravel and slid right into the field of our nearest neighbor. We weren't hurt, but I was stunned at my failure. The neighbor came out and yelled at us punk drivers, always going too fast. Thank God, the field was dry and I drove out onto the road. Of course, with brothers, that wasn't the end of it. For years after, I heard the question, "Want to see how they do it in Driver's Ed?" and then roars of laughter.