Today -- finally -- Robb takes his driving test with the adaptive gear in our car. Everyone keep your fingers crossed for us. We had been joking that this entire process moved so slowly that Robb would be ready to drive a car without any adaptive gear by the time he gets his special driving license. Goodness only knows what the process of regaining his regular driving license will entail.
Once he is re-licensed, we have to figure out what Robb's reasonable range is, given his energy levels, and the length of time he is able to sit in one place.
I have to admit to feeling like the parent of a sixteen year old: I'm weirdly nervous about having Robb behind the wheel. Strange for a non-parent, who only learned to drive after she turned thirty!