Naomi: Only drives if the vehicle is automatic or has hand brakes (accessibility thing); luckily, this is probably one of Brandee's project vehicles. Is probably navigating if she's not driving; insists that it's because she has the best eyesight.
CJ: Is Safetyman. Insisted on getting way too much first-aid stuff, and insists that whoever is driving pull over and trade off with him if he sees so much as a yawn. (A game of "musical chairs" will ensue as a result of this, unless Naomi is driving. I'll explain later.) Periodically naps given the opportunity, but has instant waking skills.
Brandee: Is probably doing most of the driving; it is probably one of her outrageously huge project vehicles, after all, and she insists that she's the most familiar with the vehicle in question. May scandalize CJ by driving over the speed limit on stretches of open road if she thinks she can get away with it. Probably insists on choosing the music ("my truck, my tunes!") and is probably a prog-metalhead (and definitely has at least one entire thumb drive worth of mp3s). Is one of the two reasons why the driver's seat keeps needing to be adjusted if anyone else has to take over driving.
Kieron: Any playing of "musical chairs" if CJ has to switch off with anyone except Naomi will be this guy's fault, thanks to Brandee getting worried about wear on her suspension due to weight distribution in the vehicle. However: it evens out, because he's also the reason why they're traveling in something spacious. (Naomi and CJ are fairly average-sized; Brandee is ninety pounds soaking wet; Kieron is approximately the size of Brian Shaw at fighting weight, and that is not hyperbole.) Was in charge of road snacks, went kind of buck-wild, and came back with multiple shopping bags' worth; in light of the dent that he then proceeded to make in the supply, the others will never accuse him of splurging again. Is the other reason why the driver's seat keeps needing to be adjusted.
No one can sleep through Brandee's soundtracks without earplugs. That doesn't mean that they don't enjoy it, mind you; it's simply that anyone without earplugs is in for a wakeful trip.