Uncertainty, Stinging Clear

It's like when someone's really angry at you and they move their arm like they're going to hit you, and you flinch and your eyes close with blind helpless panic and brace, waiting for it to happen, whether it happens or not.

Why can't I just learn to take the wheel and drive? I've had enough of losing my teeth every night. (If only you could appreciate the beauty of that double entendre!)