Heres the story. I took it out with out my dads permission in the rain. Wanted to take it back so was driving it 25mph over the speed limit, popped the clutch, hydroplaned, then spun out into a telephone poll, next flew about 4ft in the air, landed, went into someones house. The bumper was in the basement. I hoped out immediately, and my friend came out alright too, but he was bleeding and stuff, so was I but not as bad. The seat belts were the best thing to happen. They saved our lives and to this point, I really wish that we didn't have them on.
Now my dad hasn't talked to me. He cares more about this car then he does for me. Trust me, he does. No one around my house, other then my friends and the guys on this forum seem to care that im still alive. I just wish that I wasn't. I wouldn't have to live with the fact that I just ruined any chances of me being trustful with my dad and mom. I left him probably 10 messages, and he hasn't responded.
SO as of right now, I want to be dead, I dont want to live to see my dad. Face him in court, and end up having the insurance company dropping me, my dad not paying for insurance, me selling everything off my car, and having to live witht he fact that I now know that I can die.
