Generally, the first time we humans do something, we don’t do it well. My college roommate’s first time doing laundry on his own?
“But my mom put bleach in all the time.”
“No. No, she really didn’t.”
“ I can make that yellow light at the top of the hill.”
“No, you can’t. And it’s good practice to shift on a—”
Acceleration. Horns. Squealing. Maybe a scream.
“See? Told you I could make it.”
First time… well, we’ll stop there.
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