Over 54 hours together in just two months, we rebuilt her confidence from the ground up. I’ll never forget one early lesson where Carmelis broke down in tears—not from failure, but from finally being understood. We talked through her fears, reworked her approach, and little by little, she grew into the driver she wanted to be. We explored new roads, tackled tough cities like Swindon (including the Magic Roundabout), Bristol, and Birmingham, and pushed boundaries well beyond Gloucester’s test routes.
On test day? She passed with just one driving fault! It was bittersweet because, as she said herself, our lessons felt more like road trips—filled with laughter, dad jokes, and genuine progress.
Carmelis, thank you for trusting me. You’ve come so far, and I’m beyond proud of you. Keep driving like you own the road—you’ve earned it.
Carmelis left so lengthy and in-depth review on Google that I don’t even try to quote here!