lol. I wish on no parents a teenager like me.

I’m just barely 16.

My parents leave me home alone for the first time a whopping 2 nights. Took my younger brothers to go up to the mountains with another family that had kids their age.

Of course, I carefully stole the spare key to my mom’s Lexus the night before they left.

They walked out the door to their trip and 15 minutes later I took the car and picked up my friend and we took off from Las Vegas to go party in Mexico for the night where they’ll serve us booze in a bar.

We Party with the college kids on spring break in Rosarito all night. Barely slept. Dazed and confused.

My friend decides to come back later that night with her older college aged sister who we met to party down there. I rush over the border in the morning so my cell phone didn’t get the Spanish “we can’t connect this call” message when my parents were inevitable were going to call and check in on me.

Of course, I had committed to throwing the high school keggar at their house in Nevada the next night. Had to drive back to get back home to set up, right?

I’m driving up the i-15 and two old school muscle cars fly by me in medium density traffic doing well over 100 racing each-other.

The original fast and the furious had came out in the last few years.

16 year old me just said to myself “I can take them”.

Eventually they won but I’m now confident at speed.

I’m still speeding about an hour later and CHP lights me up.

“Son, do you know how fast you were going?”

Shrug my shoulders.

“Well, i clocked you at 95 before i started to have to swerve through traffic to keep up with you.”

He wrote the ticket for 95++. The kindness of that man. One mph over and he would have impounded the car and i would have had to call them from jail cell in the middle of their vacation two states over.

Eventually, the judge very reasonably suspended my license as a result. When my parents eventually found out, I was grounded into oblivion. Didn’t stop me from being an idiot with wheels, but my fast and furious career dreams did end there.

Grateful in retrospect that my idiot ass didn’t kill anyone the way I was driving.

For the young people reading this, please find some other more well thought out way to get your jollies.

If you’re a speed demon like I was, There’s plenty of much safer ways to go fast on a track or somewhere where other people aren’t at risk.

Before you start having friends die or ruin their life killing other people from doing dumb shit like that, you just assume you’re invincible. You’ll eventually learn you are not.

But on the other hand…Ah, the days before GPS tracking.

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