Meddling type of "driver" who's not actually driving

Usage examples of backseat.

Harry held up her hand for a high five as Brooks bounced into the backseat.

He was holding Clio in the backseat, brushing her hair with his hand, over and over.

Roman and Kerrie set the girls on the backseat and fastened their seat belts.

In the backseat Casey noted the TACAN position, heading, altitude, and airspeed on his kneeboard so that this could all be reconstructed later if need be.

Dortmunder bounced into the bullet-proof clear plastic shield that takes up most of the legroom in the backseat of a New York City cab, then stayed there, hands, nose, lips and eyebrows pasted to the plastic as he looked through at this cabbie from Planet X, who, when finished ricocheting off his steering wheel, reached under his seat and came up with a shiny silver-and-black Glock machine pistol!

For a change, it was Skeeter in motormouth mode, sitting in the backseat with Travis, almost single-handedly carrying the conversation.

When Lula got back we wrapped Munson up, tossed him into the backseat and drove him to the police station on North Clinton.

That meant that the chances of her finding a parking space, scrounging around the backseat for an umbrella, getting out of the car and walking me all the way to the studio door were exactly nil.

For the frugal and underfunded Dean, the closest thing to relaxation is solitary time in the backseat of his state car, a motorized luxury that he will lose when his final term as governor ends come January.

Think back to your backseats, your pup tents, your beach bonfire parties.

Joey and I had the backseats and spent our time shifting about, trying to get comfortable despite the cold air blasting in and all the gear strapped to us.

He recalled the strange exchange that had occurred back at the base, the way General Beers had approached them, ordered Pierce to get behind the wheel of the Humvee, Lisa into the backseat, where he joined her, himself up front with Pierce, all of it precisely orchestrated, as if they were playing out a scene that had been written for all time.

July 21, Ewart Biggs seated himself on the left-hand side of the backseat of his chauffeur-driven 4.

When I let Boyd into the backseat, he circled, curled with his chin on his hind paws, and gave a loud sigh.

A series of images paraded through her mind, everything from Melanie, pale as a ghost, lying in a hospital bed with tubes running from her nose, to Melanie, helpless and afraid, tied up in the backseat of a car while a lunatic drove her to a lonely spot out in the country.