You've probably, more than once in your life, driven with one of these people. In a normal setting, they are like you or me - pleasant company, normal conversationalists, good humor and such.
But put them behind the wheel of a car and a change comes over them. There is suddenly tension in the air. You are instantly less relaxed than you were just moments ago. Rather than being a mere passenger, you are thrust into the "assistant driver" role - every slowpoke, errant driver or knucklehead maneuverer is called to YOUR attention.
You can't simply relax and be a passenger since you are being involved in all the driving decisions this person is making. You might as well do the driving yourself since if you do, at least you have a modicum of control.
As the passenger, you are simply a hapless victim. That's why we curmudgeons do our own driving.
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