Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

My husband and I are both a bit afraid of our new car.  I drove it today, while he was the passenger, and I made him jump several times.  We're both nervous we will scratch it, and the panel and navigation system is hard to get used to.  We made it back home fine, but we may need valium to drive.  It didn't help me that he was fooling with the sound system and I didn't help him by not stopping immediately in the garage when a huge red BRAKE light came on.  We are both recuperating now.  He's doing his puzzle and I'm, well, I'm venting.  I wish cars would last forever so I didn't have to go through this process!  And for someone like myself, not at all computer savvy, the bells and whistles are terrifying.  Just finding the emergency break was stressful.  Some things are in the same place, but some are not.  Let's face it, I'm an old fogey.  The back of my car ought to have a sign warning:  OLD FOGEY ON BOARD.