Congratulations, lover!  (although quite belated)

During my driving test, I was directed up a one-way street. Another car soon came down the street the wrong way, head-on at us. I pulled over and let the car pass.

In another part of my test, the car in front of me stopped to carry on a conversation with the driver of another car, passing in the opposite direction. There was no space to pass on either side. My examiner and I waited perhaps a full quarter hour until they were done talking, then continued on.  I just waited patiently, afraid to honk or otherwise complain, since it was my driver's test.

I passed the test okay, but I asked the examiner if I did the right thing in those two situations.

"I don't know," he answered.