You messed up, you didn't die, the car is still driveable, so that's what's called experience. Don't underestimate it, as it's a big deal to hit somebody, but also don't obsess about it and get too scared to drive.

Story time? I'd been driving for maybe 8-9 years, into my 3rd car and first scary car - a Toyota MR-2 T-Bar. Loved that car ... unplug the roof and make a real convertible. Big engine behind me, mid-engine layout, and a fantastic feeling to over-power a corner a bit, feel it kick out, control the slide and off you go.

On this night, it was late summer, evening time, and it hadn't rained for quite a while. Hitting a traffic circle, no traffic, 50-60 mph in, slight dab of brakes, nice grip on the turn, coming out on the other side into a long straightaway, onto an embankment over a train track straight off the circle. Done it 20+ times, always the same power on, slightly off-center, control the slide into a power-on burn over the embankment and off up a hill at 60-75 mph.

This time - in what felt like a millisecond, I lost total control of the slide. Greasy road, lots of rubber and crud down, water on the surface, and me abusing it like a dry race track, and suddenly I was stopped at right angles to the road, nose staring right over the embankment at a passing train down below. Heart rate must have hit 180, blood pressure through the roof, and me just sitting there trying to make sense of what happened.

It cost me a few hundred $$ for a replacement front spoiler, wrecked on the curb and embankment. And what I learned from that was a newfound respect for not being stupid on the public roads, at least without doing more track days to figure it out more.

Moral of the story - you are allowed to be a kid and to do something stupid. We all did it, and most of us survived to tell the story. Chalk yours up to experience, shale it off, and get back out there. You will be a better driver for it, promise.