I passed my mod 2 yesterday although I have to say that I am amazed that I did. I arrived at my training office at 8:30 am ready for a days training and test at 2:59 the same afternoon. Then at 12:30 we decided that it was lunch time. While we were in the cafe having lunch my instructor got a text asking if we would like to bring the test forward to 1 pm. Total of 3 (ish) hours training and test was about to happen. Not feeling at all confident but hey ... it was going to happen so what the hell. Arrived at test centre and I couldn't believe my eyes when the examiner came out and introduced himself to the candidate before me. I recognised him from my previous life as a driving instructor. I didn't even know that he did motorcycle tests. Anyway, I am now pretty convinced that I wasn't going to pass. We never really got on and on more than one occasion had some cross words with each other. Usually over pettiness like she was an inch over the stop line sort of thing. (I know it is still wrong but you have to support your students don't you?) So, added frustration to the nerves. Eventually my turn came and called my name and smiled as I made myself known. Went through the usual can I see your paperwork and which ear would you like to have the radio on etc etc ... I am now starting to think that he didn't recognise me. It was a number of years since I was an instructor and I have changed quite a bit ... grown a beard and shaved the head. 'Lead the way to your machine then ...' followed by reading a number plate and three easy show me tell me question. Brilliant I thought, he doesn't recognise me. 'Start your bike then and I'll do a radio check before we leave the centre'. He walked to his bike, put the board into his top box and hooked up the radio. 'can you hear me ok?' I gave him the thumbs up to let him know I heard him and he said 'when you're ready ride out of the test centre and turn left. Follow the road ahead ... well you know the drill'. I'm thinking, that's not right. I must have paused for a second or two too long because he rode over to me and asked if I could hear him ok. I said 'yes, I was just thrown by your 'you know the drill' comment.' 'Well, you been up here often enough with your car candidates haven't you?' smiled and waved me on. Test ... icles, I thought. Only less polite. He remembers me. Now the test was terrible I couldn't relax after that comment. I rolled back a few inches at a junction because I didn't get the bite before releasing the back brake, and then over did it and went a little too close to the kerb after turning right. I was so peeved at this that I just wanted to go back to the centre, get the radio gear off and go home. Without his instruction I decided to check mirrors, signalled left and after live saver turned left back onto the main drag back to the test centre. His next instruction was to follow the roundabout ahead and repeated it more than once as if I didn't hear him. I followed his directions through the rest of the test and just wished away the minutes till we got back. Eventually we did arrive back at the test centre and I parked up took my helmet off and went over to my instructor to tell her that I had failed. I followed the examiner into the radio room and he said 'I'm pleased to tell you, you have passed'. I couldn't believe the next thing I heard ... my voice, ME saying 'are you kidding me?' quite sarcastically. He faulted going too near the kerb but the roll back was ok apparantly! He asked me about the left turn back to the test centre and I said I thought I had heard that instruction. He laughed and congratulated me. I always said that examiner was a nice guy! lol