The Accident It was a normal Friday night in down town Salt Lake City, Utah. I, my aunt and uncle, my two cousins and two of their friends were out cruising in my aunt’s new birthday present- a ’92 Camaro Z28. I drove the car because my aunt and uncle had been drinking and were a little screwed up. The car was a convertible, which I thought was extremely cool, so I asked if I …showed first 75 words of 680 total…

…showed last 75 words of 680 total…coma. I ended up with a broken collarbone, two dislocated shoulders and a broken ankle, but hey, it beats being dead. This was a very life changing experience for me. I always wear my seat belt every where I go, now. The worst thing of all is that my aunt won’t let me drive any of her vehicles any more. I am extremely thankful that I am alive and that I still can drive.