When I was a senior in high school, I was waiting for my friend to get home from work. I grabbed a beer out of his fridge, who the sister was home. I went and sat on his porch, he pulled in from the left, his brakes just happened to went out and he drove me through his house. The only thing that saved my life was me putting my foot up on the bumper at the last second, which stopped him from. Basically cutting me in half with his car. Uh, um, I got an ambulance, the ambulance got there. They gave me a ticket for minor in possession because I had a beer. And I spent about a year, uh, bed ridden. And about 6 months in the hospital they said I would never walk again and I am walking but I have to get spinal injections about every year. About 8 injections, in my spine, in my nerves. Uh in order for me, not to be in excruciating pain constantly.