My children have been off-the-chart weird about learning to operate a motor vehicle. Neither Drummer Man or the Drama King got their license until well after the age of 18 (driving age here is 16).
Z-man turns 20 in August -- and STILL doesn't drive. Not because he didn't give it a the old college try, because he did.
But because he scared the holy crap out of himself ... and me ... and even his instructor.
(Continued at Mid-Century Modern Moms)