The right to travel unmolested by car should, inded, be a civil right.
Yes. Let none of us be molested by cars.
I've no problem making friends, male or female but when it comes to romance I probably come off as rather awkward and I end up psyching myself out.
The driver has to perform a mystical brain computation in order to integrate everything they're learning about the car through their five senses.
What the hell does taste have to do with driving?