I was playing catch up on a Friday night and chugged a half pint of Jack Daniels on my way to the club and then had a few more from my bartender friend. In that short time I had already drank enough to pass out. It was only a matter of time. I started stumbling and decided to try and drive the two miles back home.
Half way there on the main road through town I lost control on a curve, over corrected jumped the curb and wrapped my car around a concrete light pole.
I was pinned inside and had to be cut out. I survived with only bruised ribs and legs and some minor cuts on my head from the shattered T-tops. I was wearing my seatbelt.
I was extremely lucky that night as it could have ended so many different ways. I'm extremely grateful that I didn't envolve someone else causing them harm. That was back in '83 and I haven't drove after drinking since. I learned my lesson well and will not waste my second chance.
Here are a few pics of my Z 28 after the crash
