Carter turns eighty today. He is stoked to have reached this milestone but frustrated. You see, his reflexes haven't been all that great lately, and he requires more time to complete his tasks of daily living.
Slowly he climbs into the driver's seat of his car, starts the engine and presses his foot down on the accelerator.
He groans as he loses control of the car and it crashes into his garage door for the second time this week.
Frowning, he rubs the back of his neck.
"It might be time to surrender my driver's license," he mutters to himself.
Slowly he climbs into the driver's seat of his car, starts the engine and presses his foot down on the accelerator.
He groans as he loses control of the car and it crashes into his garage door for the second time this week.
Frowning, he rubs the back of his neck.
"It might be time to surrender my driver's license," he mutters to himself.
