Right away, my first driving instructor in Reno made a few things abundantly clear:

1. I suck at driving. (Which makes sense, considering I had signed up for driving lessons.)

2. He is a “full-blooded Italian.”

3. His ex-wife is a cheating whore.

I only asked him one question during our 90-minute lesson, but for John, “What brought you to Reno?” was no less…