Small talk

The two of them are sitting in a cafe, slurping their respective coffees, each immersed in their own tohughts.
He breaks the silence first: "Thank you for getting us here safely. But you were nervous on occasions."
"Nervous - me? Tell me, how was I nervous?"
"You drove fast."
"I drove fast?! What do you consider fast? We arrived on time because I drove the way I did. And I never exceeded the limit on the motorway."
"You pushed hard."
"Tell me, when and where do you think I pushed hard. I would like to know."
"What do you expect, that I remember the exact minute and kilometre? I can't do that."
"Then remember the next time or shut the hell up."
"But... I was nervous."
"Aha, projecting your feelings on me. Give me a break, will you. I have enough problems of my own but I knew I had to get us here safely and on time and was as cool as a cucumber doing so. Unlike you, I can do that, you know."