Here he was, ace, driving around the neighborhood while you stood outside, unamused.

Eventually he would stop and pull up right next to you, rolling down his window and tilting his sunglasses with a smirk plastered onto his face.

Ace: “Look at this baby! I can go anywhere now, and maybe I’ll invite you.”

He teased, revving the engine. He acted so cool when in reality it took him 4 years to finally pass.