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I'm in the 9th grade at a large school in a small town in Southern California. Unless you live in or near San Diego, you probably haven't heard of us so I won't even bother with the name of our town.
Anyway, there are a fair amount of boy-racers in this town, including a black 1990 240SX with a white body kit and an Accord with Z3 fenders. Among them was also a 1991 Mustang 5.0 with APC carbon-fiber look taillights. The guy who drove it was a junior, and he always seemed like kind of a punk to me, along with actually being "punk". I never really paid much attention to him other then muttering "pathetic..." when he would try to peel out of the parking lot(his heavy chrome wheels impaired his ability to lose traction). He was going out with a freshman that I have known since kindergarten. She used to be a huge b*tch but she matured and now I don't mind her much.
This morning my mom informed me that someone driving a black 1991 Mustang had been killed in a car accident. I was pretty sure it was him but I kinda hoped it wasn't someone who I see every day. I looked up his name in my brother's yearbook and sure enough, it was him. I don't know him but it was still shocking to learn who it was. After all, this was the person who parked in AutoShop a few feet away from my math class.
On the way to school, I saw the concrete well that he hit. It was several feet tall before and it was reduced to a pile of rocks. The car had long been taken away(the accident occured at 3:30 this morning). At school, I learned the specifics of the accident. There was no alcohol or any other controlled substance involved. He simply was driving too fast. The crash was near the end of a short sweeper about 15 feet off the road. The driver locked up and slid into the well on the passenger side. The force of it broke the driver's neck and killed him instantly. The passenger is still alive but unconscious, in the hospital. He doesn't know what happened to his best friend yet. He has either already had a leg amputated or will have the operation soon.
This just shows how quickly one life can end and another can be ruined. The driver was in no way impaired, but was driving too fast for the road conditions.
His girlfriend had been dropped off minutes before the accident occured. Amazingly, she was at school today, but obviously grief-stricken.
People, let this warn you. If you're one of the people on this board who is lucky enough to be blessed with the privilege of driving a car, be very careful. It can end just like that.
*If you live around here and have heard this story, please do not give out any names or places.
Anyway, there are a fair amount of boy-racers in this town, including a black 1990 240SX with a white body kit and an Accord with Z3 fenders. Among them was also a 1991 Mustang 5.0 with APC carbon-fiber look taillights. The guy who drove it was a junior, and he always seemed like kind of a punk to me, along with actually being "punk". I never really paid much attention to him other then muttering "pathetic..." when he would try to peel out of the parking lot(his heavy chrome wheels impaired his ability to lose traction). He was going out with a freshman that I have known since kindergarten. She used to be a huge b*tch but she matured and now I don't mind her much.
This morning my mom informed me that someone driving a black 1991 Mustang had been killed in a car accident. I was pretty sure it was him but I kinda hoped it wasn't someone who I see every day. I looked up his name in my brother's yearbook and sure enough, it was him. I don't know him but it was still shocking to learn who it was. After all, this was the person who parked in AutoShop a few feet away from my math class.
On the way to school, I saw the concrete well that he hit. It was several feet tall before and it was reduced to a pile of rocks. The car had long been taken away(the accident occured at 3:30 this morning). At school, I learned the specifics of the accident. There was no alcohol or any other controlled substance involved. He simply was driving too fast. The crash was near the end of a short sweeper about 15 feet off the road. The driver locked up and slid into the well on the passenger side. The force of it broke the driver's neck and killed him instantly. The passenger is still alive but unconscious, in the hospital. He doesn't know what happened to his best friend yet. He has either already had a leg amputated or will have the operation soon.
This just shows how quickly one life can end and another can be ruined. The driver was in no way impaired, but was driving too fast for the road conditions.
His girlfriend had been dropped off minutes before the accident occured. Amazingly, she was at school today, but obviously grief-stricken.
People, let this warn you. If you're one of the people on this board who is lucky enough to be blessed with the privilege of driving a car, be very careful. It can end just like that.
*If you live around here and have heard this story, please do not give out any names or places.