I failed my first test because I turned right on a red light that was a No Turn. It was, when pedestrians are present. They were no damn pedestrians. I also wasn't "confident" enough, because I guess you have to be calm when being judged on your driving ability that determines whether or not you can get yourself to school and anywhere else because your dad's about to go in the hospital for a hip replacement and won't be able to drive anywhere.
The next time I took my test, I was about 10x more nervous because two instructors went with me. I passed, though.
Yeah, I failed my driving test the first time because I couldn't park for the life of me I didn't hit any cones though. According to the instructor I was driving with, I used up all three turns of pulling out so that failed me (and I only used two... and everyone watching agreed that it was only two tries). Passed it pretty easily the second time though, even without my glasses (which I am supposed to wear).
My dad taught me how to drive, and he had a set of cones from work (former linesman for Verizon)... he would set the cones up so that I had to fit the car perfectly in between. There was no fucking room for error God, I hated that crap!
At my first attempt at the driving test, I passed everything despite being nervous and unprepared because I didn't know my stepdad was taking me there until I realized we weren't on the way home. The the test guy failed me because I fucked up parking in the lot at the very end.