My dad and mom have been in accidents.
None were my mom's fault, but some possibly were my dad's fault.
Before he left, he told me that he didn't want my mom to teach me how to drive.
Dad: I don't want your mom teaching you how to drive. She's not a good driver u8
Me: he says the same thing about you >>
Dad: I'm a great driver u8<
Me: How many accidents have you had >>
Dad: What does that have to do with anything U8<
I remember this one time, he was driving to my school to get me, and this young girl rammed into the back of his car, and she was crying and saying she just got her license.
Her car wasn't damaged and ours had a tiny dent in it.
My dad tried to calm her down and told her it was okay and to just continue on her way.
My mom was in an accident and she always yields even if there's no yield signs.
She told me her friend was driving once and someone didn't yield, and slammed into her friend's cars and hurt them.
I live next to four roads and there's been so many accidents there.
They put up yield signs, but people don't bother to yield.
There was an accident about 2 months ago, actually.
I know I've seen about 5-7 accidents since I started living here.
This one time, one of the cars flew up into our neighbor's yard.
I don't like going over bridges or this one curve by our lake.
I've had hundreds of dreams of going over the railing and the car falling into water and me not being able to get out, so I drown.
There's a high bridge near the cemetery where my grandparents are buried and my aunt LOVES driving over it.
I hate it. I hate bridges. Every time, it gives me a mini anxiety attack >__>
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