Just think of all of the tens of thousands of women who drive school buses in this country and how big they are. Plus, we don't have all those screaming kids in the back ends of our motorhomes! Piece of cake.
I will say, however, that my son was a LOT more nervous than I was when he had to follow me home (75 miles) from the dealership. In fact, he was too nervous to follow behind me, so he "followed" in front of me! After four years, he has finally admitted I have done well and the RV still looks new with no big dents or scratches.