Follow the car

A woman recently received her driving licence and ventured in  the streets of San Francisco with her car. Because she didn’t know the city she followed the car in front of her. At some point the car in front of her stopped. Not understanding what’s going on, the woman hooted the car horn.

The driver of the front car pulled his head out of the window and shouted:

“Dear lady, where do you want to get there ? You’re in my garage… “