Kick the Bucket with SOME grace

Now
I don’t drive yet, but it is common sense to understand why we
can’t flap our car’s wings about carelessly. It would be a
lawless flurry; a wreckage to remember. No one wants to be told what
to do, at least when you want to have joyrides or something of the
sort. But imagine how many lives we could be putting at stake by not
understanding a mere “School Area” or a “Blind Spot” sign.
And consider your own life too. Without some organization in how
vehicles go about daily, it would be chaos! We’d just be throwing
loads of money into the bin. How does one expect, with 7.5 billion
people in the world, to actually get by with no supervision at all?
Our cars just wouldn’t move, or would inevitably be shattered.
Can’t we keep it clean and actually GET somewhere? Staying still in
a car for hours is like pouring lemon juice on a cut. It gets us all
steamy! No, I don’t think drivers ed is important. It’s
necessary! I believe that if anyone wanted to die, they would want
something more dramatic than a vehicle accident.

I
feel that the Drivers Ed is looked upon by many as a waste of
time, or just a drag. But in any situation, we’d feel much better
if we actually had some experience in the matter. The same goes for
driving; oh, but our lives depend on it. So a major step I would take
would be the frequent reinforcement of the rules in our citizens’
minds. This could be done by taking driving tests every three years,
and changing the difficulty in proportion to how effective the driver
has been on the roads. Even if no interest is shown, the tested
person would gradually develop an instinct of how to behave
cautiously. It could make each driver a benefactor in saving some
other unknown person’s life.

I
am speaking from experience. A few years ago, I had been in a
motorcycle crash with my uncle, when a stray dog had suddenly
strolled onto the street. It was not pretty, but we lucked out with a
few minor injuries. It could have been a lot worse. That situation
made me quite fearful of going on a motorcycle again, but that fear
is actually what keeps people in check. If the accident happens to
you, it carries the benefit of making you scared. Pedaling to the
metal is not a glorified option anymore. But when you see others
risking their lives, be a snitch. No one like tattletales, but
snitching is the only way to instil fear in people. It can become a
permanent blemish on one’s record, but you are ultimately paving
the way for safer roads. That fright you get of being reported,
that’s what it’s like to actually repent your mistakes. And even
if a time comes where you’d like to go crazy once more, my second
paragraph can help in scaring you again.