The horror of a driver-in-training. The screams of the tires, the brakes. The bumps and scratches from close calls. The worst, the dents from trying to park.
Large dorky pads to hand around the sides, front and back to cushion any mishaps, and to alert other drivers that the current driver is in training.
Holes
cut for lights and the grille. Removable for other drivers.
Like a giant foam car bra. Or something.