[Ooooh, she's put him on his mettle. A challenge, eh? Fortunately he has been reading his manual, and has further looked long and hard at all the widgets and levers and such. He sets his feet carefully, sets one foot on the brake for extra security, turns the ignition, and, as the engine revs, eases lightly on the gas.]

[He smiles at the rumbling response, and he plays for a second, seeing how the gas revs the engine, and slacks off as he releases pressure. He nods to himself. He releases the safety brake, checks in all directions, puts the car into drive, and, with a sly look from under his lashes, eases out onto the highway. He plays gingerly with the speed, wobbles the steering wheel to test response, pulls over, carefully pulls out again, this time turning to go the other way... and pulls to the side only as they're returning to Mayfield again.]

[Looks sidewise, and smiles.]

I do confess: that's the simple part. I need to practice more before I attempt traffic. But I didn't kill us yet.