Read the passage.The instructor handed each student a set of keys. "Thank you,” Owen mumbled, looking at the ground. He gripped the key ring and scanned the parking lot for his assigned vehicle. Soon he was inserting the key in the lock, opening the door, and folding his lanky frame into the driver’s seat. His breath escaped him in a frosty cloud, and he surveyed his surroundings. The mysterious gauges and knobs were confounding, and Owen wished that he had listened to one of his mom’s many driving lectures. His sweaty palms gripped the cold steering wheel. Around the parking lot, his classmates were beginning to navigate the cone-marked course.