My brother and I were both
very accident prone kids. We've probably broken a combined 15 bones or so! He always got in car crashes, which were never his fault (even according to the police who filled out the accident reports). Which means I have to tell this funny story:
I got into one car crash, and it involved my neighbor's house
!!!! Something about my accelerator sticking, and me frantically trying to turn the wheel, and just clipping the edge of their brand new kitchen.
So I hit the house hard enough to shake me up a bit. My mom heard a big noise, so she's out on the front porch looking up and down the street. But I was behind the house. And my sister, who saw the whole thing from her bedroom window, comes down and tells my mom, who came running out. It was really crazy. I promise I'm a good driver!
About 2 months ago my mom calls me up and tells me their was this big thud early in the morning, and the whole house shook... and that same neighbor had hit
our house with her car!
!!!
Anyways, I sort of out-grew the accident proneness, although I have my occassional moment. We drove my mom crazy when we were little. Makes for some good stories, though!
