Dinah nodded at Mia's point. Driving was a handy skill, even if Connor didn't want to do it all the time. He didn't have to become a gear head, he just had to be able to get himself from point A to point B safely.
She didn't quite wince at Connor's starts and stops, though she did glance back at Mia to make sure she wasn't getting whiplash (yet). "That's really good, Connor." She fibbed, "Try leaving your foot off the brake for a little longer. You don't need any gas, it's just going to roll. Let's see if we can roll a few yards without braking."
Otherwise Dinah and Mia were going to need neck braces by the time this was over.