Yesterday afternoon, I practiced driving with E.  Then later on that evening, he taught me how to ride a bike.

E:  Chantal. You are embarrassingly awkward right now for someone who is usually so elegant.  Why are you waddling around like that?  Start peddling!
C:  IT'S THE ONLY WAY I KNOW HOW TO MOVE ON THIS THING WITHOUT FALLING.
E:  Where is your pride.
C:  On the ground where I left it when I first flew off. 

Just when I thought I finally got the hang of it, I managed to ram myself into a parked car.  I have this tendency of forgetting that there are hand brakes.   

Who would have guessed I'd be better behind the wheel.