Driving under the influence, even a handicapped person scooter, is treacherous. Under drugs, you are"not there".
I was driving my scooter down the hall and thought, "Oh, look. I am driving into the wall." It was like watching a movie of someone else drive his scooter into the wall. I continued thinking, "That's not good. Hitting wall is bad. I should not hit the wall." With that thought I became myself again and turned the scooter. Fortunately I was going slow enough for my impaired brain to recognize danger, and to talk it over with myself, come to a conclusion, and then, after all that, act.
Interesting reaction. It says on a lot of my medicines, if you take this don't drive, I see why