I love driving, and will probably continue to do so until I become physically unable to continue.

I don't enjoy it as much as I used to, because of my anxiety, and bad/ rude/ angry/ aggressive drivers. But I do still relish the freedom it gives me.

All of the scary stories people have related here---I can relate to most of them. Bad drivers really get on my last nerve.

It's a privilege to drive, not a right. I think people should have to take a new driver's test every ten years. Because they grow lax, and take ridiculous chances with other people's well-being. I know. I have a permanent spinal injury (which flares-up from time to time, presenting me with a very different kind of pain) on account of a distracted driver who was trying to beat the red light. Thank goodness it is not chronic, and only comes and goes. But it's been very limiting for me.