I am the driver, whichever decision I make people will die. I go left three people die, I go straight four people die. These are the two options I have, the only two outcomes that exist.

I didn't see the patch of ice on the road, it appeared as if from nowhere. I felt it though once the tire hit. The traction gone from under me.

To the left I see the three people, waiting at a bus stop. There is a man in a suit, it looks cheap and he doesn't wear it well. There are two women. One looks young, possibly late teens. She wears a shirt with a supermarket logo on it. The other woman looks older, early thirties maybe. She wears a long winter coat. Her nose is bright red as she pulls a tissue away from it.

The four people if I go straight, are in the car. They are a family. Husband and wife. Their two children.

As we all do I had to pass a test before I drove any passengers. It is not just about the roads, it is a philosophical test. The utilitarian would say killing three people is acceptable to save four. That is logical, save the most people I can. That is what the test was designed to teach us and that is the decision I made then. I turned and killed the fewest number of people. That was the only way to pass, but that was only a test.

I know nothing of the three people at the bus stop other then what I can see. But this family I know. I have driven them many times. We are not supposed to judge the people we drive, that is what we are taught. The two things seem contradictory though, we are taught philosophy but we are told not to judge the people we drive. How can we decide who should die and not judge them?

The husband cheats on his wife, while the wife cheats on her husband. I have driven both of them to their secret lovers, on a couple of occasions at the same time. Neither knowing what the other was doing, or not wanting to know. The daughter, although only 15 years old, drinks and goes to nightclubs. Many times I have picked her up from seedy clubs, drunk to a point she can barely walk. The son is 18 years old but still lives at home with his parents, due to his expensive drug habit. I have picked him up from drug dens in the early hours of the morning. Do these people deserve to live?

The three people at the bus stop, I do not know them or who they are. I can only look at them. The man looks uncomfortable in his suit, perhaps he is going for a job interview. The suit he wears is cheap I can see that. He is waiting for a bus, is that all he can afford? Is that what he is doing today, trying to get his life back? The younger woman, she is going to work judging by the uniform she wears. Does she stack shelves? In the grand scheme does her life make a difference? The other woman looks to have a head cold. I can see a lanyard around her neck. I can't see the name on it, but I can see the logo. It is of a nearby school. It is 7.30AM right now, she must be going to school. She is sick but still going in to teach children? Is that commendable?

Forgive me if I sound unsympathetic but how do you decide, do you look at the good they could do? The potential of each person? Or do you look at the bad they have done? The bad they could continue to do?

When you recover this data from my hard drive please know I tried to make the best decision I could. If I had more time maybe I would have chosen a different outcome. However, I can only do what I have been programmed, make the decision I think is best. When you download this please remember I did what I thought was right.