Several minutes later, I was sitting in the passenger's seat of the car with my head buried in my palms. When my neck began to ache, I sat upright, staring through the window.

At intervals, I will take a look at the rear mirror only to see Albert staring at me. Each time I did this, we always locked eyes and so I began to wonder how he was able to keep driving with his eyes fixed on the mirror.

“We are going to crash if you don't concentrate now.” I said with a warning tone.

“I'm not driving yet.” He replied with a little smile before turning his head...