I don’t remember
One Saturday night after drinking all evening with hockey friends, I drove from Fourways back to Bordeaux. As I was turning into my road my phone rang – it was a summons from other friends to come to the Colony Arms to carry on the party. I swerved back onto Main Rd and sped off towards the Colony.
I vaguely remember looking up and seeing a stop sign in front of me, I swerved hard to the right and tailgated into the stop sign. I jumped out to see what had happened and saw the back left-hand sign of my car was totalled. The stop sign was fine, but there had been a metal pole in front of it, which had smashed into my car. I drove on to the Colony, carried on drinking and drove home.
The next morning I woke up and after a few minutes of head holding and groaning, I started having flashbacks about the accident. I went outside to see my car… R5000 worth of damage. But what terrified me more was that I couldn’t actually remember what had happened. I walked back up to the spot, the whole way I was praying/begging/hoping that I hadn’t hit another car or, worst of all, a person.
What makes me most ashamed is that I lied to the police about what happened so that my insurance would pay. I told them I had leant over to get my water bottle and over-corrected. I’d like to think this incident was my big wake-up call about drunk driving, but stupidly I have done it a couple of more times since then AND I’ve driven with drunk drivers.
I want to blame it on the lack of public transport and expensive taxis, but the truth is… no-one should drink and drive, no matter what or why.
~ Anon, Jhb
you were lucky, you escaped with minor damage to your car, you then proceed to lie about it to get insurance to pay out and you admit that you still do D&D from time to time, and get in the car with other drink drivers and think this is stupid of you, it’s not stupid it’s selfish.
Lack of public transport is not to blame for this. you are.