Sad news for drivers over 70,

For many older drivers, the car is more than transport; it is proof of autonomy, adulthood, and relevance.

Losing that license can feel like losing a part of themselves. Yet tragedies like the crash in La Rochelle expose a brutal truth:

aging quietly erodes abilities we rely on in traffic—peripheral vision, quick reactions,

split-second judgment—long before some people admit it, or even notice it themselves.

The answer is not to punish everyone over an arbitrary birthday, but to confront the problem honestly.

Regular, ability-based assessments can catch decline early without branding all seniors as dangerous.

Families must learn to speak up before disaster, and governments must offer real alternatives:

reliable public transport, community shuttles, subsidized taxis.

The real measure of a fair system is whether it can protect children on the street without treating their grandparents as expendable.

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