Learning to drive — and getting it right, finally

COLUMBIA — For the past three months, I’ve been the proud operator of a beige car that pulls up in front of a large white house. Sure, it’s not my house — it’s the management office at the entrance of Tara Apartments, where I live. But that’s OK — it’s not my car, either. It’s more of a rental. With the passenger side armed with a second brake and the back bumper a collage of warning stickers, the car proclaims who I am: a student driver.