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last night I was driving back from work at 2am and as I turned off the
main raod onto the country lanes I didn't realise how icy it was, on
the first corner I span and hit the conifer trees on the side of the
car travelling backwards. dents in the wing and under the passenger
window. my poor car is lloking travel worn now. it could have been a
lot worse

a few days ago I was driving to work and slowing down for traffic at
one point some woman hit me up the back, clipping my bumper. the man
behind her didn't notice and drove into the back of her, a real big
shunt, expect both cars with written off. I was lucky. We had to wait
around for the police, then I got on my way to work. I had to take my
details into the police station (tax, insurance, mot) which I think is
a bit much as I was completely innocent.

I was unsure where I was. It was like a hotel, but there were many other
people in the room, mostly in beds also. Sometimes there were two people
sitting with me. Slowly I recognised them, the first became my Mother, and
the second resolved as my girlfriend; sitting sometimes by the side of my
bed. I looked on, not really taking part in the things happening
around me.

In order for you to understand what was happening to me I will have to
take
you on a flashback. At the age of 17 I passed my driving test. In 1989 I
bought my first car, a Vauxhall Chevette P reg! Then in 1991 at the age of
21 I bought a Ford Fiesta XR2 C reg. It cost me £3500. My Mum lent me the
money and in one year I paid it off at £200 a month and more. I also paid
£ 800 for my insurance. Most people want a fast car, and I had mine at
21. I
did drive fast in it, but not like a mad lunatic.

The car took me and my friends to raves in '91 to '94 and I used to travel
to many places in England. The car gained another 80,000 miles on the
clock
while I had it. For a year (two lots of six months) it sat faithfully at
home while I travelled to Goa, India in '94 and '95.

By now it was starting to look a bit dog eared and I spent £3000 of my
savings doing it up (all my savings in fact). It was resprayed, given
a new
powerful engine, new wheels, etc. etc. My trusty fast car had become
very -
very fast, and it was looking good. I got the car into fast ford magazine:
they sent a photographer and journalist. The article covered 4 pages, not
brilliant, but not bad for my old fiesta.

During this time, due to the massive power increase of the engine, along
with a few more tweaks, my driving was becoming much too rapid. One day in
May '98 I was sitting in the car, fiddling with some tweak or other,
thinking about my driving style and wondered to myself: 'Where will it
end?'
-------
It ended in a crumpled shell of a smashed car. It ended when I started to
perceive the world again from my hospital bed.

I have no memory of the accident, but I am told that I tried to drive my
car on the wrong side of the road into another car coming the other
way: in
a foolish bid to pass another slower car on my side of the road. I smashed
my lovely fiesta into two halves. I smashed my head. I was lucky not to be
smashed completely.

Now after thinking over events leading up to the crash: I can remember
thinking that I would not drive so fast that day. The breaks felt a bit
funny and I would take it easy, but I still managed to drive like a fool.
The court thought so too. They prosecuted my for: driving 'without due
care
and attention' gave me six points and a £70 fine (a small fine as I was
unemployed).

I had lost my savings, my lovely car, nearly my life, and because I didn't
injure anyone else I kept my licence. But, boy, had I paid for my stupid
driving.

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