Random Scrap:
Getting a driving licence was one of the keys to finding a job in America. It was a form of an ID and a proof that you were in the country legally. The test consisted of two parts - a written and a practical one. I had passed the written test not long after my arrival. In Poland in order to pass the test I had to take several hours of practice under an eye of a certified driving instructor. Here all I had to do was to show up with my vehicle on the day of my appointment. I could pick for an instructor anyone who was over eighteen and had a valid licence. Since I was going to borrow Kamil's car it was only natural that I would go with him for an evening ride just to get a good feel of the vehicle. It was late in the evening and I immediately tensed up when we entered the road. Kamil decided to take his role seriously and rather than making it a pleasant ride around town he simulated a real test asking questions about traffic rules, current speed limit and commanding me to turn left or right.