I have a late-model Mazda SUV, a blasphemy against the Machine God.

Fat, white, opinionated and nagging. I named her "Karen".

She's about as smart as my wrist-watch, but she thinks she can drive better than me - slams on the brakes if there's an overhanging leaf behind me when reversing, flashes up "BRAKE" on the OSD if I'm heading towards an object, beeps incessently (NO KAREN, that's a map not a passenger).

Thinking about nominating her for Parliament...