Besides basketball and my job at Pavone’s, driver’s ed starts mid-July and takes up a good chunk of summer. The instructor, Mr. Bevacqua, teaches marketing during the school year and driver’s ed in the summer. I can’t imagine having the man for a teacher. He must be a drill sergeant in the classroom. He seems to sense whenever my attention wanders behind the wheel, and he comes down hard.
“You will brake for a full three seconds at stop signs. Anything less is unacceptable,” Bevacqua insists.
Three seconds in a dead stop is like an eternity, and I bet other drivers feel the same way, but that’s what the man demands and what he gets.
“I have no patience for reckless driving,” Bevacqua says, time after time. I figured that out my first day on the road with him. I was barely going forty mi
