HE STANDS ON THE PRECIPICE. A LIFETIME OF thrills and (hopefully minor) spills ahead, and yet he barely knows it. My son is 16 and a year from now should be a fully fledged driver. True freedom awaits. Previously impossible dreams become simply choices made in the moment. Will he drive to the south of France on a whim? I doubt it. But he could. A bit like having a car that does 180mph, the real power is knowing the potential rather than fully exploiting it at all times. I’m excited for him.
