In the early days of driving schools, long before they became as popular as they are today, instructors were paid decent amounts of money to instruct students whether or not they could drive. One school’s instructor’s would occasionally make a cryptic note on a student’s file, reading simply “OSB.” It stood for “Other Sports Beckon,” which a politically correct instructor would never tell a (usually affluent) client. It was more of a heads up to the next instructor that this particular student needed a little extra attention.
We don’t mean to be unkind, since all of us who’ve ever turned a wheel in anger have had bad days on the track. Still, when your first lap consists of stalling the car, running wide in turn one and stacking your car on corner number two, all we can say is, “other sports beckon.”