The best you can do when you can't drive is call dibs on the front seat! And that's all. You don't have a say in the music being played because "Hey! It's my car!", you can't tell the directions "because people stupid enough to not know how to drive can just not be good with directions!", you can't sleep because "Can't you see I am driving? Sit straight!" and in the worst of times, you can't even talk because "SHUT UP! You're distracting me!" Even your flawed brain makes you involuntarily stomp your foot into the boot of the car if your driver is driving too rash, because "Gotcha, loser!" Our struggles don't stop at these. Here's a list of problems we face because we don't know how to drive:

Your driver bhaiya becomes your human-diary. He travels with you and listens to all your conversations with your friends and that someone.

What's more! He becomes a bodyguard appointed by your parents. You are scared to do anything 'fun' for the fear that he might complain. You bribe him every now and then, so that he defects to your side.