First of all, it's Easter.
For several days before going for the requisite vision test, I extra-medicated my eyeball. Then, putting on my finest smart-casual duds, I went to take my Driver License Testing office. I'll confess to having been full of dread.
I aced the right-eye chart, as expected. Then, during the feared peripheral vision part, I put on my winningest smile and was granted a tiny hint or two from the lovely testing-lady. How very delightful!
....And so I passed!
Hallelujah!
FOUR MORE YEARS
OF
OF
UNFETTERED
AUTOMOBILITY!
Given the help of the convex mirrors stuck onto my wing-mirrors, and the keen awareness I have of my constraints leading me to be especially cautious, I expect that the risk of my bumping into someone is no greater than that of the average driver out there.