DEAR SOMEONE ELSE’S MOM: Even though I was my son’s primary driving teacher, I have to say that when I ride with him behind the wheel, it’s a white-knuckle experience.
He lately got a big promotion and a bonus at work and bought his dream car, a vintage red Camaro convertible. We live in Southern California, so it’s the perfect place for a ragtop. But this loving mother is not ready to ride with him until he learns to drive like a grown-up, instead of what my father used to call a “hotdog”!
I love my son, and hate to hurt his feelings, but how do I make it clear to him that I don’t need a thrill ride every time we hit the freeway? --- MOTHER OF A HOTDOG
DEAR MOTHER OF A HOTDOG: I’d like to be able to say, with confidence, that all young men outgrow their wild driving styles, that it’s just a phase; but personal experience with more than one fully-grown male driver proves otherwise.
While your son may be too old to have to do what you tell him to do, hopefully he isn’t beyond listening to what his mother considers sound advice. Your being up-front with him about your reluctance to be his passenger may help him realize that a little compromise on his part when you’re in the car would be a good and right thing to do. At least he’ll be under no illusion that you enjoy his haphazard driving style, and you’ll not have to hold your tongue in addition to holding on for dear life.