WARNING!
No matter how relaxing it sounds,
DON'T SLEEP AND DRIVE!
This could happen to you!
Brought to you by:
Public Awareness of
Narcoleptic Troubled YouthS (PANTYS),
a non-profit
organation dedicated to finding underwear for the underprivilaged.
*not really*
The story
behind this whole spiel goes:
It was September,
1995 (my Junior year of High School). I was 16 - had my license for about
a year... I finished Cross Country practice at about 5:30 or so and I needed
to get home quickly to grab some eats before I needed to be back in town
for band practice (yes, band...). Unfortunately for me, we had had a crazy-hard
practice that afternoon (Fellow runners will know of Homer Fartlik's...)
and I was just a LITTLE too tired to be driving home. I made it out of
the school parking lot, and made a left turn. That's the last thing I remembered
until I saw this brilliant flash of orange directly in front of me. Seems
that I had drifted off to dreamy land while my car drifted to the extreme
right side of the street. Too late to stop, I smashed into that blasted
1980 orange Dodge van (what a piece of SHIT)... Totally destroyed my car
-- my beautiful car... But despite that my windshield was crushed all,
my seatbelt saved my life and I survived with only a small concussion and
a headache.
LESSON
TO BE LEARNED:
Don't go driving
around when you're sleepy.
(or if you do,
at least wear your seatbelt!)