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Be Safe John hold your horses, I am not going to sugar coat this. Driving my car is a big deal and I am not totally convinced to let you. You failed your first road test miserably, hitting the curb on several occasions. But you pulled your weight, got your ducks in a row, and passed your next test with flying colors. This leaves me stuck at a crossroads with my decision on letting you take my car. I don’t want to seem like I am playing hardball but I am bent out of shape over this. I have been blessed with excellent driving skills and since the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree and everybody deserves a second chance; I going to let you take my car. It makes me very proud how you pulled your weight and worked hard to pass the
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