Which is why, like everything else he doesn’t want to do, he just does it badly.
I suppose it’s too great a leap to ascribe this to the pussificatious bubble-wrapping of kids.
I certainly preferred my dad’s driving, precisely because he drove faster and more aggressively. It was interesting and exciting – and he was a good driver. Good observation, good anticipation, mechanical awareness and sympathy. Where as my mum could drive, and that’s about it.
As for mums being good drivers, hmm.
In addition, 70% say their mums happily sing while driving, and 52% say they talk constantly to keep the family entertained.
Perhaps a bit more concentrating on their driving would be good for everyone. But apparently:
[Mums] are more considerate to other drivers
Orly? I drive over 20,000 miles a year and when it comes to queuing, changing lane, coming out of a side-road, only women have perfected that knack of pretending you’re not there, not to be beckoned on, no gap to be left.
And when you let a motorist into traffic, as men are wont to do, male drivers will acknowledge your courtesy with hand signal or flash of lights etc. Again, women apparently think that you acted not out of courtesy, but obligation or patriarchal condescension, and will ignore you with the disdain your feeble and patronising gesture deserves.
Exceptions to every rule and all that, but this is rock solid experience of years on the roads.