Someone turned fifteen today. Which, here in GA, means she can go down to the DMV and get a learner’s license, allowing her to drive accompanied by a licensed driver over twenty-one. If she passed a computer-administered “written” test.
Which she did. Unlike, she reported, a line of adults in front of her.
And in a year and a day, she can take more tests, and, we are confident, become a “real” driver. And then her laminated document will be the same color as ours.