Braking
I had given our daughter, who was 14 at the time, a
driver's manual. On the way to town one day, I was
coaching her as I drove. I told her to be studying
her book so as to be ready when it came time to get
her drivers permit.
"Oh, she said, "I already know everything in the
book."
"You do?" I returned.
"Yep," she said, very smugly.
I thought, "OK, I'll give her a hard one." So I asked
her, "How many feet does it take to stop the car if
you are driving 60 miles an hour and have to slam on
the brakes real hard?"
"One," she replied.
"What?" I asked.
"One?!" She repeated her answer and then because of
the confused look on my face, she added, "You always
told me never to use my left foot on the brakes, only
use my right one."
