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I've been in a couple of accidents. The only one worth writing about happened while I was riding shotgun. This was in high school, I think I was a Junior.
I had been getting rides to and from school from a friend of mine who, for whatever reason, was a godawful driver. He was 17, started driving at 16 and had already totaled one car. I'm sitting in the passenger's seat playing with the radio and I hear him say "Oh Shit".
Now, I heard this and thought, "That's very odd that he would say that. Here we are, driving along a completely empty road on a clear spring day. I wonder what type of problem he is having." By the time I finished that thought, the car was on it's roof. I have no idea how he rolled the car on a clear day while just starting to go down a slight hill.
Nobody was hurt, although my window busted open since we must have rolled on my side of the car. We kicked open his door and crawled out to see that we were a foot away from a telephone pole on my side and a foot from going down an embankment in front of us.
His dad bought him yet another car after that, but I opted for the bus.
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