I had just spent the most amazing New Years Eve weekend with my girlfriend  felineelement
and she had left on monday. That night, I was on my way home from band practice
with my electronic drum kit in the back of my car. I was driving on this desolate trek between my house
and my bandmates' and the road was covered in the fresh powder that had been falling most of the day.

The radio was playing garbage so i became bored and switched it off. Usually I have music playing
to keep me entertained and maybe even sing along with, but not this time...
just about half way I get this impulse to attempt a fishtail on purpose... no reason,
save for that ive never been driving when one has happened and have always
been curious if I could handle myself...

(I have probably been in about 10 car accidents prior to this, none of which I was the driver)

so without a second thought I decide to accelerate and pitch my wheel to one side,
In one moment i was already sliding out of control... and like any rookie driver i stomped on the brakes promptly locking the wheels up and sending myself into the ditch heading directly for a road sign.

stupid. stupid. STUPID.

Drifting at an alarming rate towards the road sign, I couldn't react, i could think,
so i shut my eyes bracing myself for impact.

One jolting CRUNCH and a spray of glass later, and i found myself diagonally in the ditch, the driver-side window completely destroyed, the road sign ripped clean off of its stake in the ground underneath me.

I started screaming in my head and out my mouth "oh my god, oh my god" and all I could think about was what my parents were going to do to me, the money it would take to repair it, and how mad they would be...

Some random guy had pulled up at this point and i was trying get myself out of the door and stand up. Of course, my legs were like jello and I felt like I wanted to puke.
I waved him off saying "im ok..." in the most pathetic remorseful voice I turned back to the car to see almost the whole driver-side door had dented in, and the handle had been ripped clean off.... "OhhHhHhh Fuuuuuuuuuuck...."

I guess the guy was trying to lighten the situation...
he said "So how tight is your butthole right now?"
Shaking like a leaf I turned back to him
"heh.... ....t-t-tight e-enough to squease a terd out my m-mouth...

He stood there for a bit I guess he was waiting... I got back in my car and said I would try driving it out of the ditch, and with a little back and forth I was out easily.

I thanked the guy for stopping and he left.

Calling my parents went exactly the way you would imagine,
they weren't worried about the car, they just kept asking if I was ok and thank God I wasn't hurt...

It wasn't till about a quarter of the way home with the cold air blowing through the nonexistent window that it hit me...

I could have DIED in that little accident...
that one little impulse could have KILLED me....
the road sign could have taken my face off or my throat cut by the glass as I slammed into it...
maybe even had my arm or shoulder taken off at least...
but somehow I walked away without a scratch...

What started as a routine trip could have ended my life and only then did I really realize it. WHY had I been so stupid???

The answer;
I was bored

stupid reason to die huh?

well all in all,
150$ for a new door later and all was forgiven..

im just lucky to be alive and well