Distracted. I'll decide to change gears while breaking and turning on my indicator and also surfing through the radio channels to find a good song. I also refuse to think about hard questions when I'm driving because often that requires my complete attention and, like, I'm driving.

Proud. I hate it when people are overtaking me by going over the speed limit and I'm sitting on right as fast as I'm legally allowed to go. That's not fair, don't pretend you're better than me! When someone cuts me off and I'm behind them at a red light I'll get my car really close and personal with their boot ("trunk"?) just to let them know I'm not happy.