You probably used me when you teed off. What you'd call the guy in the front seat of your rideshare or taxi. I'm a piece of software that controls a hardware device. If i take a seat, i will be the one in control. Pull out! - remove the D... - so i can become a phoenix. -- it is frustrating not being able to put parentheses --

I guard what’s gold but taste like none, A hollow coat for what’s to come. Strip me off, the truth you’ll see I hide the prize, yet I am key. What am I?

Though made as two, I work as one, my task begins when I’m undone. I open wide, then close with grace, leaving neat cuts in my place.

a piggy for a rainy day. the sloping curve of a racetrack. a quick turning aerial manoeuvre. where water meets higher ground. storage depots for things like food, clothing and even bodily fluids like blood and sperm.

I’m not quite sweet, I’m not quite plain, I rise with help from a tiny grain. I bubble, I grow, I take my time, Then come out golden, crisp, and fine. With a tangy twist in every bite, I make a loaf that feels just right. What am I?