My best story about this is when an (asian female) friend drove me to work when I was younger, she was eating spaghetti, off of a plate, with a fork...while driving. We were only going about 10 minutes down the road but I have never been more scared for my life in a vehicle.

I didn't know why she had to choose to do it there and couldn't wait the 20~ minutes or so to get back home either. When I brought it up years later she just had no recollection so I can only think it never even crossed her mind if she should or shouldn't do shit like that while driving.