When I was in middle school, my house was the only stop on my street. The street was not quite a dead-end, at the end of the block, your only option was to turn south. Because the bus would initially be on the opposite side of the road and needed to turn around any way, she would drive to end of the block, turn south, then backup into the driveway that started where the street ended. She'd end up on the right side of the road and facing the direction to head back out to main street. We had a decently big driveway though, and one day she decided to just pull into it and back out onto the street. Unfortunately, there were deep ditches on either side of the entrance which left her little turning room, and worse, the mailbox was on a post directly across the street from the driveway. My dad installed the new mailbox off to side but she never tried that maneuver again.
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u/1thousandwords Aug 26 '21
When I was in middle school, my house was the only stop on my street. The street was not quite a dead-end, at the end of the block, your only option was to turn south. Because the bus would initially be on the opposite side of the road and needed to turn around any way, she would drive to end of the block, turn south, then backup into the driveway that started where the street ended. She'd end up on the right side of the road and facing the direction to head back out to main street. We had a decently big driveway though, and one day she decided to just pull into it and back out onto the street. Unfortunately, there were deep ditches on either side of the entrance which left her little turning room, and worse, the mailbox was on a post directly across the street from the driveway. My dad installed the new mailbox off to side but she never tried that maneuver again.