Old Car

We actually got Uncle Fong's old 95 Chrysler as a gift (the truth was nobody really wanted it…) and my dad drove it from Brooklyn to home today. Well, he used to drive before we immigrated but he didn't drive at all (besides taking driving lessons) since we didn't own a car so it took a lot of time to get used to it. Anyway, he'd be far more qualified than my brother and me as our experience would be the driving lessons only, which may total less than one day. I haven't been in the driver's seat for one and a half year and watching my dad driving was kind of scary. He certainly drove slow and tried to be safe but at one point, he actually ran a yellow light and eventually got stuck in the middle of a boulevard (o.O b). And in the end, he parked like two feet away from the curb… Sigh! We certainly need a lot of practices before we'd drive like a New Yorker…

p.s. There was a hailstorm around like 4-5pm while we're on the way home. Though it's really not that big, it hit our roof pretty hard and the streets were flooding after a while. Our first time to see hail on the first day we owned a car…