At the age of 17 years, 9 months, I have realized that my luck has finally run out. I don't know why it took me 21 months and 4 accidents, 1 ticket, and many near misses to realize this, but for some reason it has. By any definition I was a bad driver, I thought with my Escort Passport 7500 mounted on my dash I was invincible. If anybody is interested, I had 1 major at-fault accident, a year ago May, where I totalled two cars. A year ago from now, I was hit from behind (couldn't have done anything about that one). Last Thanksgiving a guy ran a red light, and I made a left-turn without checking with a protected green arrow, and he ran into me. And finally, I had a small fender bender last April, where I tapped into somebody from behind. But, it took me three recent events to realize that I needed to slow down. Three friends of my car were on the Tollway in Dallas, going along at 70 in the left lane, where a car in the right lane (3 way highway), switched to teh center, the person in the center had to switch, clipping the back of my friends car. Luckily for him and my best friends, he was able to contain control of the car and they all emerged unscathed, with a minor $1500 damage worth to his Camaro. Then, I got a speeding ticket, 80 in a 60 on LBJ Freeway. I wasn't going to do any more speeding, because of the 6 month probation period. This happend about 3 weeks ago, and I had slowly been creeping up from driving the speed limit to about 5 mph over. Then this happend. A friend of mine was killed in a car wreck. I don't think I will be speeding anymore.
I apologize for anybody I put in danger with my driving.
I apologize for anybody I put in danger with my driving.
