I learned to drive the M-60 tank when I was in the Army. The instructor up in the cupola carried a long adjustment stick. It worked like this. When the driver trainee was doing something wrong, the instructor whacked you on the helmet until you adjusted what you were doing to his liking. It was pretty motivating.
One thing they did on the tank course was break you of the habit of steering around things, a natural reaction when you're in most vehicles. They would winch old Jeeps and trucks out in front of you. The first time one came out in front of me I steered around it and got adjusted. The friendly reminder was something like, "you're in a bleepity-bleeping tank, you go over bleepity-bleeping obstacles, you don't bleeping bleepity bleep avoid them." On the second pass I found the deep satisfaction that is running over a Jeep with a vehicle so large it barely registers that you hit something. It's....amazing.