I got my driver’s license card in the post last week. Now I feel like a real driver. I’ve driven my dad’s car a couple of times, and it’s different since it’s an older car. The first drive was to the car wash. It was a little scary to drive to the machine. Car wash machines have always been scary to me. When I was a kid, I waited outside. The big brushes scared me. Dad was with me. I don’t dare to drive the car alone until I learn to drive it. I’m glad the driving lessons and the driving test is over. I was too worried to make mistakes, so it was more nerve-wracking. The real driving starts now. I should drive a little every day, but I never seem to have the time. All that matter right now is that I have achieved something this year. It’s not over yet, though. The UX/UI design course is over soon. I only have one more video meeting left.
When one thing is over, there should be something else. But I don’t know what. It’s been so hot, so I haven’t had the strength to think about it that much. Summer is still on, so I don’t feel like thinking about what to do in the Autumn.
I started in February, and now in July, I passed the driving test. I didn’t leave it halfway as I did about 26 years ago. The actual learning starts now. I had a lot of problems with the gears. In the driving test, the test person (or whatever they’re called) said I had used gear one on the motorway. I didn’t notice. I thought it was the 3rd gear. I didn’t have problems with them the last time I went to driving school. The parking wasn’t easy either. I am surprised I passed. It didn’t feel I deserved it. I felt numb, actually. The main thing was to get a drivers license, and I did. Now I have to learn how to drive my dad’s car. At least I know how the windows work. I opened them by mistake in the driving test, and I didn’t know how to close them—darn buttons. I had only driven the car and never used buttons on the vehicle. The vehicle of the school was newer than my dad’s. It’s more manual. If you want to drive an automatic, then you need to take a course on that separately. That means more expense. I already paid over 1000 euro for this course, so that should be enough.
I will still walk and use a bike. You can’t become lazy because you have a driver’s license. You need to keep in shape somehow. If I want to go somewhere further, then I can take the car. Especially if the weather is hot as it has been for ages now. Cycling is not fun when it’s like that. A car also has air conditioning, so it’s good too. I’m glad I achieved this. I also don’t need to go to driving lessons anymore. I have to learn to drive all by myself. It’s a bit unsettling since I haven’t driven alone before. It does help a bit for having driven a car before. When I had driving lessons, it was the teacher who said which way to go. I want to know where I’m going beforehand. I didn’t stop halfway like I do in most things. I’m really proud of myself for getting that license. I wish I didn’t stop halfway with other things. It usually ends before it even starts. I rather bump into trouble with life things than bumping into something with a car. Then the damage would cause true problems.
You don’t know me and at this moment, you don’t know much about anything. On the 5th of this month, you had a terrible accident in the F1 race in Japan. I didn’t watch the race since I’m not into that anymore. But news like this is difficult to ignore. It’s at least 20 years since any driver had died so this is just horrible. It’s Formula One and it’s suppose to be safer today.
The weather was really bad. Your fellow driver Adrian Sutil drove off and the crane came to pick his car up. There were 2 yellow flags which means other drivers should drive carefully past the place. They were outside the race track so no one had a thought something would happen. But it did.
For you, the crane were in the wrong place at the wrong time. Your speed were really fast. It’s only you who knows why. But you can’t answer. You’re still at the hospital in Japan with a very bad head injury. You’re in a breathing machine, fighting for your life. No one knows if you’ll survive. No one wants to think for the worst. Even for those who didn’t know about you before this, are worried. You’re just too young to die. You’re only 25 and has a lot to explore. It’s your family that will suffer the most. They don’t want to lose you. They’ve been by your bedside over a week now. It’s not only them that feel sad. Your team Marussia, your fellow drivers, the fans of the motor sport and me.
Like I said, I don’t know you. I haven’t followed your career nor have I seen you race in F1 that much. But still it feels like I’ve known you even if I don’t. I must admit, I didn’t even know how you looked like. Until now, that is. I’ve only heard your name when there were rumours about you and Ferrari. I didn’t even know you’re French. It’s your surname that got me fooled, Bianchi. But now I know better. I feel a little guilty for not knowing about you before this horrible accident. Formula One was part of my life for almost 13 years and even if I don’t watch the races anymore, I still keep up with the news. So you understand, your accident really had an effect on me. There’s been a lot of deaths in other motor sport but this series is closest to my heart. That’s one of the reasons I’m very sad this has happened. But I don’t want to lose hope.
So you see, Jules Bianchi. The whole motor sport world (at least F1 world) are waiting for good news. So keep fighting and don’t give up. We’re all praying for you and your family to stay strong. We all want a miracle. You’re in our thoughts.