“I would... learn how to drive... have a nice car... and drive it.”
“I always get whiplash when I have sex in the backseat. Boy, I sure wish Grandmother would learn how to drive.”
“Wait, you don’t have a license. You can’t drive.”He turned the car on and threw it into drive. “Hmmm, look at that, it seems I can.”
“And suddenly I realized that I was no longer driving the car consciously. I was driving it by a kind of instinct, only I was in a different dimension.”
“It was Grim's car but Satan was driving.”
“I mean, I knew I wasn't a nice person, but what did I do in my past life to deserve this? I must have hit a bus full of nuns while driving a stolen car on my way to selling drugs to schoolchildren!”