Rite of passage

I’m taking my 18-year old neighbour Hector to his driving license exam this afternoon. He’ll be using my Honda CR-V for the test, which is the standard battery of driving exercises performed while the examiner takes notes in the passenger seat. Hector’s a pretty decent driver and if he simply remembers to fight that younger man’s urge to lean heavily on the accelerator, he should do just fine.

Good luck, Hector!