Compared to autonomous vehicles, you’re all bum drivers

Think ahead. At 5:05 on a black December evening, a blizzard lashes cars and trucks as they creep across the bridges to Halifax, and then inch their way into gridlocks, and onward to grizzly entanglements at rotaries. But nobody in this entire mess leans on a horn even once, and nowhere to be seen is […]
By Harry Bruce 18 August 2017 Share this story