Panel 1: Hilter confirms that Mike is a million miles from passing by telling him that he didn't come to a complete stop, he didn't watch out for foot people like me, he can't parallel park and a million other things that Mike hears as blah-blah-blah coming from a picky face.
Panel 2: He then imagines that Hilter is an evil guy who hates normal guys because he's smiling cruelly as he keeps a poor boy distracted by a dame who made his brains into tofu from getting the license he feels entitled to.
Panel 3: At home, he lies his ass off to Elly about how it went.
Panel 4: She doesn't see him lying on his bed holding onto Superteddy and sulking in despair when she asks him how it feels to be in the big leagues.
Summary: If you don't laugh at this, you are not human. His mode (as they would say on Young Justice) has crashed because he got overconfident. He has no girl, no license and no one to blame but himself.