Don't touch my radio. And stop screaming at everything that comes towards us... hang on, no, it's me who does that. Erm...
Sharp intakes of breath, or going "Oh my God" and when I say "WHAT?!!??!!!!!" the answer comes "I've forgot to wash something" or something else that's completely unrelated to my driving and frightens the life out of me because I think maybe she's seen an out of control petrol tanker on a collision course with us that i've somehow missed.
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