19 year old me, 6 months after buying my Pontiac Trans Am. Middle of the night. Streets a little damp. Mudvayne pumping through the stereo so im amped as ****. Sitting at a stop light to turn left, light turns green. Maybe im a little TOO pumped, hit the gas, back end of the car slips out and i lose control.
I end up putting the car into a mortuary. I called the mortuary in the morning to confess my sins. Lady tells me had i actually penetrated the wall (wasn't far from it btw) that i woulda had dead bodies on my hood.
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Life is like a dick. Sometimes it gets hard for no reason, but it can't stay hard forever.
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