Sanford glanced at Maggie, seeking her consent.

"Want to give it a try?"

Nodding her agreement, Maggie responded, “Sure.”

The salesman drove the car out of the showroom and exited the vehicle, preparing to hop into the passenger seat and provide guidance.

“No need. I'll guide her." Sanford interjected.

Sliding into the driver‘s seat, Maggie felt a surge of nervousness, especially when she realized Sanford himself would be providing instruction.

As Sanford and Bart climbed into the vehicle, her hand trembled slightly on the ignition.

An experienced driver himself, Sanford picked up on Maggie's anxiety immediately.

“Ease up," he suggested gently.

“There's no need to be nervous.”

“Okay.”

Nodding in agreement, Maggie took a deep breath and set off, guided by Sanford's calm directions.

Though she possessed a valid driving license, this was her first real experience on the road.

As such, she drove at a turtle's pace, attracting the irked honks of cars that overtook them.

Witnessing even a scooter zip past their slow-moving car, Bart, from the back seat, couldn't resist the jibe.

“Maggie, you do realize you're driving a car with four wheels, right? Can you go a bit faster? Even that scooter's beating us."

A blush tinted Maggie's cheeks at the comment.

Sanford, chuckling beside her, came to her defense.

“Easy, Bart. Your sister's just being careful."

“Oh, you're just trying to coax her," Bart grumbled in response.

Feeling a tad defensive, Maggie's competitive streak flared.

“Alright then, buckle up. I can drive fast too!"