More Than Enough

Growing
up I couldn’t wait till I turned sixteen, till I got a car and was
able to drive on my own. The prospect that I could go anywhere,
anytime. I could go left or right, straight or back, but I would end
up somewhere, somewhere I’ve never seen. My parents would always
caution me about driving and talk about how dangerous it was. I never
understood this attitude till I went to drivers ed class six
months before I turned that glorious sixteen. You can talk all you
want about how dangerous driving is, but you don’t truly comprehend
it till you are in drivers ed class and watch videos and see
pictures of car accidents. After leaving that class I realized that
driving wasn’t all fun and carefree, but dangerous as well. It is
because of that class that when I drive I drive the speed limit and
don’t look at my phone. It is because of that class that so many
others do the same. It is because of that class that lives are saved.

In
America it is so easy to get your driver’s license. I’ve been in
the car with some truly terrible drivers, and it makes me wonder how
they passed their drivers test. To get your license the driving tests
should be a lot harder and involve driving in many different
conditions. Americans take a twenty minute test that is incredibly
easy and get their license. Leading up to your test you should have
to do more than three two hour drives. Getting your license should be
hard, not easy. All these easy tests do is make for more careless
drivers and more deaths.

Luckily
I’ve never been in a car accident, but I have been impacted by
them. A couple months ago in the town over a man was driving eighty
miles per hour in a school zone. He hit a couple cars, drove away and
drove right into six high school cross country kids. One girl died on
impact, another girl died in a couple days, and a boy died in a week.
After the man hit these kids he drove off, and hit more cars which
finally made him stop. He was drunk, and he killed three innocent
teenagers. I didn’t know these kids, but I played volleyball with
their friends. Seeing their reactions and the reactions of all those
affected is truly heartbreaking. One man caused this devastation, one
drunk man.

When
I turn twenty one I will never drink and drive. If I am out with
someone who has been drinking I will drive them home. It is just not
worth it. In doing these acts I can save people. They might not know
me and I might not know them, but I know that in doing this I am
saving people. And that is more than enough.