The three of us went to sushi tonight. Next door is a gelato place so we had to get gelato.
As I was driving out of the parking lot, I had one hand holding gelato, my tongue licking the sides as it melted down, and the other hand on the steering wheel trying to make a full right turn by turning the wheel, letting go, putting the hand back on the wheel, crank to the right, and so on.
Rob said "oh boy, we're going to die."
I reassured him by saying, "Don't worry, I've been in many accidents and I've survived all of them!"