I crashed my car rather fantastically last week. Don’t worry, everyone was fine, and the car wasn’t totalled or anything. The worst part was that my dad was on a plane when it happened, so I couldn’t call him and ask what to do.
I was so in over my head. The whole side panel of my bumper was hanging off and we were blocking a lane on a major road. I had to call the towing company, and they told me to call the insurance company, and the insurance company told me to call the police, and then when the tow truck came they said I had to call the insurance company back to find out to which shop my car had to be towed.
The good news is that my dad was really good about it, and so was the other driver. Plus, the insurance company declared the collision not my fault because I got hit in the back, even though it was kind of my fault because I slammed on the brakes at a yellow light when I probably should have gone through. Still, I was pretty shaken up. I declared that I was going to be a more careful, more defensive driver from now on. I was going to follow the speed limit religiously, and stay totally focused at all times while behind the wheel.
That lasted like two days.
This must be what adults talk about when they say teenagers think they’re invincible. I’d like to think that perhaps it’s just that we bounce back from setbacks more easily. The way I see it, I drive into the city every day, so something like this was bound to happen at some point. I really am a good driver for the most part, except for perhaps my adherence to the speed limit, and apparently my yellow light reactions. So I’m not going to let this ruin driving for me. Watch out people, this crazy teenager is still on the road.