21 about to be 22. Had a car, but unfortunately (on a half gram of IV China White heroin + 8mg kpins + 5mg alprazolam + IV 0.2g coca)...
All cuz lame white trash crank-head, heroin addict was begging me nonstop to take him to his bitches house to get head. And the price I paid to be nice emptied my fucking wallet in tickets and car damage payments.
Highlighted the relevant portions. You're 22, unless the dude had a gun to your head to get some head
you totalled
your car because you were chauffeuring a crackhead to his blowjob appointment. (I thought the crackheads did the sucking?)
I had an accident once (rear ended a fucking raised SUV with a huge steel bumper) at about 3 mph cause I was stupidly talking to someone in the back seat. I was completely fucking sober (we had just stopped at a headshop to buy cone joints to pack with some chronic). Their raised bumper had a tiny scratch, and it smashed in my hood, headlights, and radiator mount. A few grand to fix since insurance was not comprehensive, and the shop that did the work sucked some major ass, but I still drive it, the engine runs fantastically. Had I hit a lower SUV or a car I would have fucked their bumper up and mine, but it wouldn't have cost shit to repair.
Notice that nowhere in there do I blame the girl in the back-seat, momentum, or our desire to roll cone joints. It was an accident because I didn't pay attention for just a split second.
Now, I owned an few year old I35, super nice as well, and it was burnt down when I lived in the ghetto by A. someone who didn't like me or B. a technical malfunction. I'll never know for certain, but parked cars generally don't start themselves on fire. I was crushed, that car meant more to me than it's intrinsic value as It was inherited.
I assume that once the insurance company investigated and saw I had 15k+ in the bank and no debt that I probably didn't do it myself, but the story does sound fucking crazy.
Notice in the second story, I can actually say I wasn't responsible, well directly anyway, I should have never lived where I lived.
Just because an apartment is cool inside, the outside fucking matters! Location, location, location!