On my way to school as a senior (passenger in the car), and a big ass cement truck almost took the top of the car off. We drove through a fence and stopped just shy of a fire hydrant.
My first year in college I was driving to school, trying to change lanes, and this bitch sped up...forcing me back into my lane. Right when that happened, the dude in front of me slammed on his brakes. I hit him, smashed the grill in on my car, scratched his stupid bumper, and sat in my car laughing my ass off.
About a week after that accident, my car was in the shop getting fixed. My mom gave me her car keys and asked me to run to the store for her....so I did. As I started through the parking lot to head home, some broad backs out of her parking spot at full speed (she must have gunned it), and backed right into me. The hood was crunched up almost all the way. I get out of the car pissed as fuck, and some bitch runs to the woman and says "I'll be your witness"....this chick's car was still 75% in the fuckin' parking spot. But since it was private property and the police refused to write a report, I was found half responsible for it.
In 2008 I was sitting at home gettin' fucked up. The homie Ant Dawg needed to come by so we could go to the bank and get some cash, and I told him it's all good but he had to drive. All was well, we turned onto the main street and we were talking (but he was looking at me). Must have been going 35 or 40...I look and yell SHIT...BAM! No brakes, nada...we rear-ended some kids who practically came to a dead stop to turn into a store driveway. That was the worst one...I was in pain for weeks after that shit. He cracked his face on the steering wheel, I braced myself so the air bag never even touched my face.
I'm the only one (out of my friends) from the neighborhood I grew up in to survive a car wreck. My best friend died in a car wreck, one of the kids 2 doors down from him died in a car wreck, and another dude around the corner died in a car wreck.
