When I was 17 years old, it was a time in my life that I didn't focus on the things that I should have. Instead of doing school work and playing sports I chased a buzz. My priorities were obviously screwed up. I went through a period where I would take shots of straight vodka as soon as I got home from school at 3:30 in the afternoon before going to work at a car wash.
This was a daily habit that formed and led to what my story is all about. One random school night my friend Daniel and I went over to a friend’s house to get drunk and that's exactly what we did. Since it was a school night I had a curfew. Driving home I was doing fine up until the point of about 2 minutes away from dropping off Daniel. He lives on top of a mountain and I was going around a turn and misjudged it. I was going too fast and we ended up rolling.
I was knocked out and when I came to, my upper body was hanging out of the window that my shoulder had busted out. This is how I got the scar on my shoulder in the picture above. My parents showed up in disbelief. Then the police showed up. I ended up blowing a .17 and luckily somehow I did not get a DUI. I was only charged with wreckless driving. Emotionally I broke down at the scene and was so upset with myself and what I had just done. I could've easily killed Daniel or myself or both. So please next time you think about getting behind the wheel and driving intoxicated DON'T because you might not be a lucky as I was.