Take, for example, the little old man I saw in an Ohio DMV. He was easily 80-years-old. I watched as he tottered up to the counter to take his visual exam. Here's pretty much how it went down:
DMV Employee (indicating)
Go ahead and press your forehead against the bar on this machine.
Little Old Man
Huh?
DMV Employee (louder)
I said, "Go ahead and press your forehead against the bar on this machine."
Little Old Man (cupping ear)
What?
DMV Employee (louder and pantomiming)
Press your forehead here!!"
Little Old Man
Oh, okay.
DMV Employee (practically shouting)
Read me the smallest line on the eye chart you can manage.
Little Old Man
"E"
DMV Employee
...
Can you read anything smaller?
Little Old Man
No.
DMV Employee
Okay.
Now we're going to test your peripheral vision. Do you see a flashing light?
Little Old Man (cupping ear)
What?
DMV Employee
DO YOU SEE A FLASHING LIGHT? LIKE, MAYBE TO YOUR LEFT? PERIPHERALLY??
The sad thing is, she ended up passing the guy. Damn near deaf and blind, and none-too-steady on his pins, yet he was still a licensed driver in the state of Ohio. I made sure I hustled my butt and got out of that office before he hit the road.
There must be an extraordinarily low bar for DMV
And then think about how driving in LA doesn't seem so bad...