I went to college an hour from where I lived. I also did some plays at the community theater (lights). I never fell a sleep, but came close many times. Many times I didn't remember passing a town. Of course the biggest drive home from college after a play was driving home at midnight in no visibility fog. I was doing 10 over the speed limit and cars were appearing out of no where. Looking back, it was dumb, but man what a story I have now.
Now I only drive until I absolutely can't. The year before I got married, Sarah and I went to Nashville for the day. A four hour drive, we had tickets to the Grand Ole Opry Matinee. Once we got down there, we decided to go to the Grand Ole Opry that started at 7pm Central and lasts two hours. It took an hour to get out of the parking lot. We also took the long way home (instead of Nashville to Evansville to home, we took Nashville to Louisville to Evansville to home). Somewhere near Bowling Green Kentucky, I couldn't go no more. Sarah drove, I remember waking up in Louisville, a rest stop on a interstate, then home. It is a good thing Sarah is a night person, we got home at 4am. We should have just got two hotel rooms instead, but we didn't.