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Alice Yang
Yang is a contributing columnist for the Fort Bend Star.
She is a student at Stephen F. Austin High School-FBISD.

This column expresses the personal opinions/views of the writer. If you would like to express your opinions/views regarding the column, write a SIGNED letter to the editor. Name can be withheld by request with a valid day time phone number.
 
Crash!  

Okay. Whoever came up with the idea that teenagers are drunken, distracted, impatient, crash-inducing bombs was clearly a nut.

Adults are just the same.

Last week, I got into a car crash.

And get this: I, the impatient poor-skilled teenager, was the victim!

So I was going along just fine, following a friend to her house with someone else in my car when I slowed down for a right turn. I eased carefully along, waiting for all the cars to finish going when BAM! The car behind me, or the huge Toyota Tundra truck, rammed into the rear end of my poor Camery.

The first few milliseconds, I was confused. The thought of a crash didnít even register into my brain save for the forward jolt and the metallic bang. Then I stupidly looked back and saw the collision and realized that someone just rammed into me. Immediately, I felt relieved and thankful that it was nothing worse, that the airbags didnít come up, that my friend and I suffered nothing besides a jolt and a good scare.

I got out in a surreally calm state and exchanged info with the other driver. He apologized with the poor excuse that he thought I was going to turn right (when I had the brakes on the whole time and was going like 3mph) and so stepped on the gas petal with gleeful abandon (okay, not in these exact words, but you get the point).

God what a bad driver! If he was paying attention, maybe he would have at least slowed down and not make a basketball-size dent into my car. It was a red light too and still he was going that fast. When I got out and looked into his car, there was a half-eaten cheeseburger left on the seat and the radio still on.

Later, when I related the event to my parents and friends, I got some interesting stories. Apparently, someone had rammed into my dadís car the same way. And my friend actually laughed when I told her because one time, this car crashed into hers not once, but twice at the same place (First, she was trying to turn. Crash. Then, they got out, exchanged info, got back in, and tried to turn again. Crash).

And so whatís the link between these accidents? All adults! Sane, safely driving adults. Maybe people should think twice before stereotyping teenagers as dangerously driving maniacs. Of course, there are a few exceptions (drunken teens throwing beer cans out window and honking after they pass you up), but the majority of us understands the consequences of bad driving and actually do pay attention to the rules.

Cost of car in repair shop?

$2000.

Not being able to drive for two weeks and having to take the bus?

Priceless.

Yang is a contributing columnist for the Fort Bend Star. She is a student in FBISD.

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