Car crashes suck. Aside from the damage to the car and the nonsense you have to deal with insurance wise, there is an actual chance of injury or death.
A couple weeks ago my sister Kiki was hit by some dude and totally fucked up her ride. On Friday night, another sister of mine (TJ) was in an accident where the ex love of my life was behind the wheel. This one was a shit storm as the car is totaled and everyone was kind of beat up physically.
Everyone is fine, but I'm skittish with my sisters behind the wheel these days. I'm not sure with cell phones, hormones and music blasting that they are actually paying attention to what they are doing. I'm not suggesting that either of these accidents were the fault of anyone, I'm just saying is all.
Since I waited until I was 25 to learn how to drive, obviously I think that you have to develop a sense of maturity to understand that you are in control of an automobile that can easily become a killing machine before you should be afforded a license to drive. I guess since I can't force my sisters to take the bus like I did, I'll just have to hold out hope that these minor scrapes have at least taught them a lesson and that they will act more responsible behind the wheel.
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I totally agree. I got my DL on my 16th birthday, and to this day I cringe at my past insane behavior behind the wheel. Nowadays, I'm in that demographic where just about every other driver scares the shit out of me... teenagers, old people, my peers... you name it.
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