It was about 3 years ago when I was going to my friend’s house I was driving the car really fast. Speed always thrilled me and I always felt good by driving the car very fast so I was driving the car fast when a car passed me. It was so faster than me and I reckon it would be travelling at a speed of 200km/hr. First I thought I going at the same speed but then I stopped. After about 30 seconds I saw that the car had hit the truck and the driver of the fast car was dead.
I was not directly involved in the accident, but it had an overwhelming affect on my life. It changed everything. I never took life seriously and I never considered driving to be hazardous activity, but the killing of the person had a devastating effect on my life. I realized that the thing which I considered to be fun could even take my life away and could destroy others too.
I made a strong determination that day that I would end this kind of behavior and try to avoid these things. I thought that doing this stuff could I also take another person’s life which for which I would have never been able to forgive myself.
Now when I drive the car I drive the car at a low slow speed, and even if I have to reach to a place urgently I decide to drive slow because it is better to reach late than never.