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But the reality was exactly on the contrary, my brother was not angry. After that I called my brother by phone to tell him about the accident. I drove about 6 km but after that I got nervous and I lost my control because the street was narrow and I crashed the wall. So, I had a opportunity to drive a car alone. One week later, my family visited my grandmother in Bandung, about 4 hours from my home. I was very nervous because that was my first time to drive a car. My brother was very patient to give me some directions. Three days later, my brother and i went to the field to teach me how to drive a car. Finally, my brother accepted my request and he wanted to teach me to drive a car. He promised that he would teach me to drive the car about three or four years later, but I still whimpered. I persuaded my oldest brother to teach me to drive the car.But, my brother refused my request. My First Experience to Drive a car Last year, when I was twenty years old, my oldest brother bought a car.