We each have our own car and never drive each other’s. He used to have a bigger car, but last time he changed it, he bought one like mine, only a newer model which has all sorts of gadgets I don’t want, and 6 gears, so I would not be keen to drive his. I sometimes think how useful it would be, for example if we have to park further away than he can comfortably walk, for me to drop him off then park, but he won’t hear of it. It also means we always take his car for long journeys and do not share the driving. He drives too fast for my comfort. One day I shall refuse to drive with him.
I do need my car to go to see my daughter and to go to places on my own, though I use the bus whenever possible.