V_RocKs

Went to a parking lot that is very large and all gravel and dirt. It has semi barried telephone poles that are lying down as seperators running parallel to eachother. Cars park head on into them. You get the idea.

Everything is going great and then she mixes up gas and break and launches toward one of the poles and flies over it. We must have gotten about 1 1/2 feet of air. Then really jams the gas and lauches an extra foot on the next one.

I own a Jeep Cherokee so it is taking the beating pretty good at this point. But she is hitting each poll a little faster than the last one and it is turning into something akin to a bucking bronco ride. We are on about the 9th one and I grab her leg and pull it up off the gas, this freaks her out and she cranks the wheel to the right as she moves left to get away from my hand. Now we are going over them diagonally and our heads are banging the windows.

I grab the e-brake and yank it as hard as I can and the left tire locks and we straighten out a bit and come to rest about 6 inches from the only parked car in the whole entire parking lot. By the end she has jumped over about 12 poles.

She looks at me and starts crying. She doesn't want to drive anymore. Part of me feels sorry for her. Another says, Thank God you don't because if that was a freeway.. fuck!

Should I send her to a professional driving instructor or is this normal for girls? My 13 years old son already can drive it on the road and off the road like it was second nature. I was the same way at his age. Used to borrow the parents cars when they were on vacation and drive to the beach regularly during the summer at 14. She is a step daughter though so I am sure her dad can't drive for shit either.