It’s not house arrest to not be able to drive. It just means life gets more challenging. Once driving down the road I passed a series of 5 or 6 bike rider. All were dressed like normal people with physical jobs no spandex. Each was towing something, from baby trailers to jury-rigged red wagons. And each thing being towed was filled with tools. Pretty clearly some sort of construction crew, probably got fond of tying one on near some job, and got busted. But still managing to find a way to go to work. And probably getting a lot less fond of alcohol along the way.