My oldest daughter and I took our vehicles to my parent's house once. She left a minute or so ahead of me. We met at a light about a mile away. She sped off and I kept it at the speed limit. We met again at the on-ramp to the highway. She passed me three times on the highway, got off just ahead of me and we met again at a light. She sped away again and was walking up to the front door of grandma's house just as I arrived.
Despite my teaching her and many admonitions, she doesn't understand why her brakes and tires don't last and that her Impala gets crummy gas mileage.
I guess some folks just have to figure out things the hard way.