My GPS

Most people have a tiny little box that sits on their dashboard and politely warns then when it's time to turn. I have Fin.
Lately he has taken to strapping on his "wobble gobbles" when we're in the car and shouting directions from the back seat. Like I'll be driving in silence and all of a sudden hear him scream, "LEFT! TAKE A LEFT!" from the backseat. This shatters ones' nerves as you can imagine. And then when you don't turn left, even though he has no idea which way left is, he'll scream, "No turn around! Take a right". And so on and so forth.
Really, it's very endearing. It doesn't cause me to sweat at all...