When I was about 9, my mom, sis and I went with my mom's friend's family to Mississippi for the Thanksgiving holiday. On the drive back, we were in two cars. In our car was my mom, me, my sis and one of the other family's kids. In their car was two parents and other 2 kids.
In Tennessee....a drunk driver came up over the hill in the opposite direction, hit Friend's car head on and my mom saw them go over the embankment. He then hit my mom's bright yellow Firebird and totalled it. My mom had to watch all of this happen.
When everything came to a stop, my mom was out of the car screaming into the night that she was going to kill him. The drunk driver was so afraid that she would, that he went and got a cop himself. My mom still had no idea how Friend's family was.
They took everyone to the hospital to be checked. All 8 people walked with barely a scratch. God was truly looking out for us that night.
And to top it off, insurance was not required back then in Tennessee. My mom's car wasn't salvageable.
I have absolutely no tolerance for driving after drinking. I don't even drive after 1 drink because I know how much it affects me.
Kimya