I was done with my first semester at college and I was home for Christmas break. I had just gotten home that day and I went out with four of my buddies to a party. I hadn’t been home in a while so we were all partying for the Christmas season. The four of us had been doing shots and we all decided we had had enough and we were going to go back to my friends for the night. My mom had just bought me a Volkswagen Jetta for having good grades in school. Some of my buddies were teasing me about the car because they all had muscle cars. I decided to show them how fast the car was so we proceeded to increase speed. We were all so drunk we were looking at the speedometer and not the road. As we all looked up after reaching 100 miles per hour we noticed the stop sign. It was too late to stop so we blew right by the sign just missed a car and flew into the woods off the road. We missed trees and telephone poles and miraculously landed back on the road going the right direction with traffic. No one was hurt but what a wonderful gift for my parents and my friend’s families that would have been if we all would have died right before Christmas.
--John