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Road Rage and Teens: My Story

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Description: Teenager tells how he narrowly escaped death after a raging driver forced him off the roadway and down an embankment.
I KNEW MY ANGEL WAS WITH ME, I FELT THE PRESENCE OF HANDS ON MY HANDS AS MY CAR PLUNGED DOWN THE STEEP EMBANKMENT. MY CAR SHOULD HAVE FLIPPED AND EXPLODED INTO FLAMES, BUT IT DID NOT. I ESCAPED WITH MINOR PHYSICAL INJURIES,BUT MY PRIDE AND JOY WAS GONE. I was a victim of Road Rage at 17. I am pictured here with my best girl, Betsy. She gave her life for mine on Mother's Day, 1998. She was a gift to me from my Mom and Dad. She had been my mom's car and I wanted to take her and restore her completely. My parent's told me, if I kept my grades up and found a part-time job to help pay my insurance and part of the restoration, she would be mine on my 17th birthday. I kept my end of the bargain and my dad put her in the shop to have part of the work done so she would be safe for me to drive to work. I had been working on her since I was 15 and all that was left to do was a valve job on one of cylinders and a new paint job. I found a part-time job as a sacker at a local grocery store. I did my school work each day from 8 to noon,(I have two brothers and we home school),worked on my car from noon to 3, then went to work from 5-10. I was doing my best to do it all right and I WAS! On mother's day, 1998, my life was completely ripped apart. I had my mom's cell phone and called to let her know I was off work and headed home. It was around 4 p.m. I was driving along enjoying the quiet Sunday afternoon and the thrill of being behind the wheel of my first car. I had put blood, sweat and tears into her, little did I know just how much I was really fixing to put into her. I was about 3 miles from home when suddenly from out of no where a RED F150 Ford Pick-up (new one), was on my rear bumper. The driver was shaking his fist and blowing his horn. I was on a four lane highway and in the left lane(fast lane)as I was approaching the turn off to come through the tiny East Texas town we live in. I was going between 55 and 60 mph. Apparently, not fast enough for this guy. I looked to my right and gave my signal
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