While I don’t own a self-driving car, I often joke that the one thing I can do is head north with my eyes closed. If I drive any highway outside of Nashville, I usually head north on Interstate 65. Once or twice a month, I visit my booth at the antique mall in Franklin, Kentucky. But we’re often on the road to Indiana to see family. Yesterday, we rolled up I-65 to see our nephew Cade graduate from college. Since the pandemic shut down his high school graduation, there was no way we were missing this one. My wife and I’ve made that northbound trip hundreds of times…