Aug 13, 2008
Story Timeline: 148 days
I'll never forget the day I was driving my '76 Buick Century down Hillsboro Rd. in Nashville, TN, blasting G&R's "Sweet Child of Mine" as loud as I possibly could. Of course, I was smoking a cig, and not really paying attention the cars slowing down in front of me...until I smacked into one. Amazingly there was no substantive damage to their car, and well, I was basically driving a rusted white tank so any new dents or scratches just added to the car's character. Since no insurance cards were exchanged, and everyone walked away in tact, I didn't bother telling my parents about the accident. But what if they had forced me to add this bumper sticker to my collection of bumper stickers (Why be normal, God is coming and she's pissed, Love animals, don't eat them) - "HOW'S MY TEEN DRIVING?" And what if someone who witnessed my...
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