The new rules aren’t here to clip wings. They’re here to prevent the kind of story I told you about Grandpa Frank. He’s fine, by the way. He just traded his Monte Carlo for a Jetta with lane-keep assist. It beeps at him when he drifts.
If you know someone over 70 who drives, talk to them. Not like a cop, but like a friend. Ask them if they’ve had their vision checked. Offer to go with them to the DMV. Please. Because the scariest thing on the road isn’t a teenager on a phone—it’s a 77-year-old who thinks every flashing yellow arrow means “free ice cream.”
And if you’re over 70 reading this? Keep driving. Just maybe slow down for the mailman. He really does have a nice hat. Even if you can’t see it.
