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You yourself are a repository of both knowledge and experience that is incredibly extensive while also rather specialized.

For example. If you are twenty-five years old you will have available roughly twenty years of life experience from which your sense of self will have formed. That, if you sleep eight hours a night, means about 116,800 hours of interaction with the world. 116,800 hours throughout which you are learning, assimilating, interacting, absorbing and forming opinions to give you some understanding of the basic nature of reality.

Many things become integrated knowledge that your mind uses to form a template so that you don't even have to consciously acknowledge certain things. Rain in the spring will be colder than rain in the summer. Paper can cut you and it will hurt. Your behavior will affect how others react. Running around naked in the summer can get you arrested and sunburnt in unfortunate areas.

Zip your pants. Don't wear sandals in the snow. Not all smiles are friendly. Bees might sting you. A barking dog might bite. Insulting someone to their face could go very badly. If you see chunks of tire scattered across a road there might be something sharp there. .

All of these minutes and hours and days accumulate in a mental reference library that you can access without thinking too much. Part of your "animal" mind retains instincts that can protect you. Your mind is in a state of constant threat assessment. Your mind actually operates in the future. Basing actions off predictions calculated by incorporating past experiences and subtle clues. You're only capable of having a conversation because your brain has already predicted what will be said and how you should respond.

As far as autonomous vehicles go, I myself have spent about 68,700 hours at the wheel of a semi. My reactions to losing traction or beginning to jack-knife are reflex. I can spot someone else losing control and begin to react before I can say "Oh shit!" I am currently driving an automatic but I've spent so much time driving a standard stick shift that when I brake my left foot lifts up and wants to move to a clutch pedal that isn't there. My right hand momentarily drifts towards a stick shift I don't have.

I know where I can "fit". A parking lot that's big enough to turn around in but that has potholes and broken pavement? Nope. Won't use it. I also don't have to actually encounter a problem to learn from it. If I see deep ruts in the dirt or gravel and I have a heavy load I know better than to risk getting stuck.

By the time you are sixty-five years old you'll have over 350,000 hours of actual life experience to draw on. 350,000 hours from your unique perspective. All incorporated in something that doesn't require an amount of electricity equivalent to what a city of 50,000 people would use.