I have a 28 year old daughter who is TERRIFED of driving. She's okay riding in a car with me and even if I crank it up to 100mph to get around slow moving traffic. BUT, she's disabled and even though I think she'd be able to do okay with it, she's not really interested. I keep telling her that I'm not going to be around forever and she's going to have to learn eventually. She saw the after effects of a head on collision that my son and I were in back in 2010 and freaked out over that. We were both fine, but it left a negative impression on her. I STILL miss that 2008 Caliber. At least all of the airbags worked the way they were supposed to and other than my son getting a damaged knee, we walked away. I was sore for weeks from the seat belt and had a couple of burns from the airbag. The other driver lived as she was a drunk/stoned 18 year old teenager at the time. She passed out behind the steering wheel of her 2002 Neon. They had to cut her out and she had a broken ankle and a few scrapes and bruises as a result. Lucky girl!
Not being able to drive is no excuse in my family. When I teach someone to drive, they know how to
DRIVE! Now, a bad experience is notable, but no excuse. My youngest niece is a girly girl, but she has been raised to be independent. The reason I got my ragtop Cruiser was to teach her to drive. My driving lessons are comprehensive. Including gun fire.

I taught her how to unlock a jammed steering wheel and key switch, anything she needed to know, she was taught. Maybe she can't fix a car, but she knows the problem so the mechanic (often me) knows in advance what to bring. There are reasons for everything I do when I'm teaching. The gun fire came in when I was teaching panic stops. We'd drive along and I'd say "Stop, stop, stop" and she had to stop as fast as possible but keep from skidding. There is a gravel road on my property. I was giving her the drill and had reloaded my .38 with blanks. While she was stopping, I fired several blanks out the window. If looks were daggers, I'd have had a shirt full of holes. However, after she got her license, she was taking her brother to work and hit a huge pothole full of water that destroyed the wheel and tire to the point I had to cut the wheel off the caliper. She did not panic but kept control and pulled over out of traffic. He said she got out, calm and collected to inspect the damage. Then she broke out crying. Well, she WAS 16 at the time.
By the way, before you think I'm a big meanie, I'm also the Uncle who gives the kids their first car. In her case, it was a Mitsubishi Eclipse coupe.
Hey, a first car ought to be cool, right?