He looks at her like she's a retard. Surely she must know that much.

'Ye...'

She's already started it, so he assumes she was taking the piss.

'Right.'

Breathe.

'Clutch in, put her in first. Leave your foot down. Push the accelerator just a bit. Then bring the clutch up - slowly - and you'll feel a point where it sorta catches. When that 'appens, let the clutch up completely an' press the accelerator a bit more. You'll move forward.'

Beat.

'An' for th' love of God, be gentle.'

He can handle her getting it wrong and stalling. He cannot handle her shooting forward, panicking, not being able to stop and crashing.

That would be bad.

'Oh, an' before you do any of tha', take the handbrake off.'