I'm convinced this was the breaking point for the Belle. When she started mowing over the mailbox and parking the car in the front yard, we had to act.
Driving is a privilege, not a right. I've given this lecture to teenagers and I've given it to oldies.
I admire people who can say, "You are driving. Here are my keys"
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