FOWC with Fandango: Drive

Since last year, it was May or June, I no longer have a car. I begun to drive at the age of 38 in Switzerland where I took my test. I was never one of those excited drivers that just had to have a car. I needed it to get to work and shopping. In the first years I even took it on holiday. I had one son in my car and Mr. Swiss the other son in his car when we drove to the Bernese Overland.

I no longer have a car. It is now the time perhaps to confess why I no longer have a car. I drove over a red light and had a crash with the guy coming from the right. There is no excuse, it was my fault. I had a broken tyre and a demolished left front wing. The other guy just had a few scratches and a dent, although to be quite honest I have no idea. I managed to drag the car to an island in the road and sitting half stunned I realised that a police lady was taking photos of the damage, whilst another policemen in another police car was sweeping the glass from the road.

The police were very kind, in face of the circumstances, and first asked if I was OK. I said physically yes, but mentally no. Cut a long story short. My car was towed away by a garage and I was invited into the police van. They drove me to my garage which was quite near and my garage gave me a car to use.So after the accident I was on the road again with no problem.

One thing lead to another. My car was repaired, I had a full coverage insurance, but did I want to drive. Of course there were repercussions from the legal side, I had a fine to pay and my driving licence would have been taken away for three months. However, I got there first. I realised that I no longer had the confidence to drive, I was just plain scared behind the wheel, and I gave back my licence. I am handicapped which does not help and most probably I would have to take my driving test again. I was sure I would not pass. There was also the problem of seeing a specially appointed doctor appointed by the public prosecuter.

And that is why I no longer drive a car, and have absolutely no wish to. The photo is when I took my newly repaired car to the motor vehicle inspection to have it allowed on the road again. It passed and I could have driven with it but no interest in driving again. I am now happy with my scooter and electric wheelchair and online grocery deliveries. At the age of 74 I have no intention of driving ever again.

FOWC with Fandango: Drive

14 thoughts on “FOWC with Fandango: Drive

  1. I think a wise person recognizes their limitations and takes timely decisions. You did right to choose not to drive. It might have been risky for you and others on the road.

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  2. It was your decision and a very wise one, I think. You do great now and I am somewhat envious of your and Mr Swiss’s red scooters. Doesn’t sound like you miss your car at at all.

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    • It could have become a problem in Winter with the minus temperatures and snow, but we have a super online grocery supply system. I now have more spare time at home for things like baking bread ๐Ÿ˜Ž

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  3. I doubt many have the courage, or sense, to realize they’re not cut out for driving. It truly does take skill and many of us probably take for granted this right each day we get in our cars. I applaud you for your vision and action and very glad that mishap many years ago was a minor one.

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    • I dread to think what might have happened if I had continued to drive. It only needs a moment of losing your concentration and someone could get killed. I am just not the driving type. Funnily enough in my working years I never had a problem, and then I was even driving Mr. Swiss Volvo S90

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  4. Knowing when to stop driving is a difficult one. My elderly parents, after they’d quit driving, told me some situations they were in that curdled my blood. The one that especially upset me was when they told me they could have asked me to drive them to doctors’ appointments in Rapid City, South Dakota, a three hour drive then before road improvements, but they didn’t want to make me use vacation days. While I appreciated not using the days that way, it was especially upsetting to learn that my nearly blind father (I had no idea how blind at the time) drove because my mother hated driving, an my mother told him where he was on the road! Rapid City isn’t a large city, but the people there drive fast and furiously. My parents were lucky not to cause an accident or to have one. My mother also told me why she quit driving (in town only by that time): She was a t a store and when she left, she almost backed over a mother and small child! She told me this half a year after she turned in her license. Only later did she tell me she was blind in one eye. Gad!

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    • They are the situations that I wanted to avoid. I was shocked after my accident. Mr. Swiss stopped driving a couple of years ago. He managed to have an argument with a parked bike and lamppost parking the car, He had to give up his licencen. I did not let it get so far with mine. It certainly did not impress the policeman when he helped me to get out of my car and I took my walker from the boot of the car. I think if I had not given up driving something worse would have happened. I drove an automatic as I could no longer change the gears, not being able to use my left foot. I am glad that nothing worse happened to your parents, it must have been a shock for you.

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      • Yes, I would have grounded them in an instance if I’d known earlier what they were doing. I’d gladly drive them to doctor appointments out of town, so I think they just thought I was getting tired of doing it so often. Anyway, I hope I stop before I am a danger to myself or others. (I drive an automatic, too, since all that fancy shifting is for youngsters! LOL! Besides, in sport mode, I can shift with paddle shifters on the steering wheel, though my VW Golf is sporty enough without putting it in that really wasteful mode, as far as gasoline is concerned.)

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