We were at Glacier National Park about 20 years ago, traversing the Highway to the Sun at 9:00 at night. It was quite scary; everyone in front of us had their brake lights shining brightly. (We were driving a manual shift, so no need for brakes. Just use first gear.) I had some knitting along so I started a small project. I think it was a pot holder or a square for an afghan.
Elizabeth Zimmerman told us we can knit in the dark. She used to knit and read at the same time. So instead of grasping frantically the door handle, I knit. I thought that if I make a mistake, I'll just rip it out when we get there. We got there in one piece, as did everyone else I guess, and my knitting had not one mistake.
You don't have to look at what you are knitting.