I hate driving. Though I might just hate the crappy car I had to use the few times I did drive after getting my license. At least I don't have the problem that I can't read while I dive myself. It indeed happened before that I had to puke while I was driven.
That was pretty much me in my first two "cars". I use the term "car" loosely, because they were more like death traps on wheels. The first one, a Ford Tempo, was a nickle and dimer for sure. That piece of garbage broke down at least once a month. That and it made me even more paranoid than ever. Every time I got it out of the shop, for the next two weeks I'd be too scared to drive. It had overheating problems and would not accelerate going up the highway at all. There is one right by my house that if I went up it, I couldn't break 30 MPH even flooring the gas. The last thing I wanted to do was break down far from home or worse, while on a date. The second car, a Pontiac Grand AM, was alright for a while, but it started doing the same things; breaking down constantly and I had the computer go out in it TWICE within a year.
So yeah, a bad car will definitely make you hate driving. I know, because my first 7 years of driving was done in tin cans on wheels that didn't behave normally at all. You should NEVER overheat just idling at a traffic light, nor should you be unable to go faster than 30 on a highway, even if you floor it to the point you're over 5500 RPM. Once I got my Ford Focus on the other hand, my thoughts on driving improved.