Epic Research Fail

When I was roughly 12 years old, my dad and I were on our way from North Vancouver to Delta for a soccer tournament. He gave me his phone and told me that I was in charge of directions, which I was doing a great job of in the beginning when he didn’t need them, but I got bored and started playing on my phone. After driving for a while, my dad reminded me to let him know when he should turn, which I forgot to do so when I went to take a look at the directions, we missed our turn about 5-10 minutes ago.