We aren’t inherently bad people, y’know.
Cold? Yeah. Maybe a little.
Younger people’s general anxiety rates are higher worldwide. This article (quoted/reproduced all over, if you want to try to find the original) reflects this in relation to driving:
https://www.thezebra.com/resources/research/teen-driving-fears/
I’ve had two friends, not young, with severe specific driving phobias. As a counselor, I worked with a reasonable number of people who were afraid that if they drove, they’d turn the wheel and drive off a cliff or bridge.
That said, the OP is 2-part; this is about fear, and not about non-disclosure.
Put your pants on!!
Does the lil’wrekker know she has absolutely, baldfacedly lied to him on this point?
One possibliity - apart from obliviousness - is that he has twigged to it, doesn’t really care about it but senses her embarrassment, and wants to her to be able to save face as much as possible, so he doesn’t go there himself.
I haven’t met very many people who were sensitive and thoughtful to that degree, but I have known a few.
Yeah seconded. That’s a lot sketchier.
Still my money is he knows. @Beckdawrek should get a few drinks in him and then just flat out ask him “You know she doesn’t have a driving license, right?” 
(j/king should not actually do this)
Well, I know she’s lied. She asked me, through the lil’wrekker not to mention it in front of him. To me it’s omission, which technically is a lie.
So, we are all assuming that she has never driven his car. The whole thing makes a lot more sense if, at some point, for whatever reason, she did in fact take his car somewhere. That’s the only reason I can think of for this to have to remain a closely-held secret.
But then, if she can operate a motor vehicle, why doesn’t she just go take the dang test? It’s just not that difficult.
I was told she’s never driven a car.
Well, that’s both better and worse, I guess. Tell lil’wrecker to bring her home for a few days, and just teach her!
I’m afraid teaching a new driver is just outta my reach these days.
The lil’wrekker wouldn’t let her drive her car. At. All.
She guards it jealously.
Just as a point of information, I have lived in San Francisco for 35 years and have not driven since I moved here. I walk and use public transportation exclusively. While in the Bay Area (not on vacation elsewhere), I am only inside a personal vehicle two or three times a year, when hanging out with friends who drive. I have never used a rideshare in the Bay Area, and the last time I took a taxi was around five years ago. I can get anywhere I want to go, it just takes a little more time and planning.
I did get a driver’s license at 16 at the insistence of my father, and drove for a few years after that. But I was never comfortable driving. I have a severe astigmatism and difficulty judging distances; combined with anxiety that made it easy to give up driving when I moved to San Francisco.
I’ve never intentionally lied or hidden the fact that I don’t drive, but it isn’t the first thing I think to tell people either. OTOH, I’ve never used anyone as a driver.
Try Airpod pros in Transparency mode. Uncanny extraction of speech from clutter. Can boost HF as well. Not FDA approved so no
UK folks born pre WWII often just drove, no licence, esp if farmers or military, but still eventually needed and got a licence without a test.
This whole story is so ridiculous that I’m going to put my devil horns on, stand on your shoulder, and encourage you to blow this whole charade wide open. You’re distant enough from the relationship to claim “Whoopsie!” and not suffer too much in the way of immediate consequences, and in the long run everyone will thank you for putting an end to one of the dumbest long-term lies we’ve ever heard of.
Please let it slip in front of everyone and report back the results. For science.
Oh for pity’s sake, apparently the young lady has gotten this far in life without a car or DL so of course her family friends and lover know of her situation. It may be a sore subject and one she’d rather not discuss with the Wreckers at their TDay feast.
While maybe a bit OT, neither have I.
I did, however, once attempt to use an acquaintance as a pitching wedge.
So … y’know … join the club.
I once tried to use a driver as a chauffeur, but it was not successful, even though I thought it was in the bag.
What do you do now, just putter around?
You’re trying to tee me off, right?
That’s a hole-in-one.
Bogey-man!