[nynor]

wow. my grandfather drove his pickup truck until the day he died. he was ~88 and couldn't see worth a damn. i rolled up to his farm one afternoon, unannounced, and heard a bunch of gunfire (.22). i found him with a treed raccoon at the top of a light pole. he saw me coming, handed me the rifle, and said, "shoot that damn thing. i can't see it." i just about fell over laughing. i took care of the raccoon.