Beat me to it
I happen to live in an area with a pretty high number of expensive cars around and the mere thought that folks are hurtling (in this case) nearly two tons of matter down the road aided by about 500 horses while dabbling with Apple Maps is … discomforting.
The driving skills exhibited by a great number of these motorists are bad enough as is, there is very little need to add more trouble in the form of buggy maps and apps, locked up or crashed phones and other items of distraction.
Exempt from this observation are, of course, all the gentlefolks with actual driving skills and an immunity to the idea that spending six figures or more on your ride somehow turns you into Batman.
Personally, whenever I find myself at the wheel, especially if it happens to be a high-powered car, I tend to ignore my phone during the ride. "Important" calls will be dealt with before I start, delayed to when I get there or handled by other passengers.
Call me old-fashioned but I would much rather live to see another day than be updated about some trivial detail Dick from the office added to the presentation or about how little Timmy was such a darling today while missing out on that lorry switching lanes. I am sometimes forced to share a ride with people who do not follow this philosophy and I find it rather disturbing that they deem their ability to yack away to be more important than the wellbeing of themselves, their passengers, fellow motorists and possibly pedestrians. It is not that you are making any great decisions during these calls anyhow – because your brain is busy driving a vehicle in traffic. If I want to make important decisions while on the road, I leave the driving to someone else.
Then again, I may not be rich and/or important enough to see the allure of it all.