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I have decided that because of the Porsche content, I am going to post something that happened to my girlfriend when I was 16.

Its 1986.

The parents are down in Florida. She is home alone, 16, except the caretakers of the property. These are wealthy folks, people with enough money to own horses, large estate near Ann Arbor, MI.

Mom has a bright red 928S4. Out in one of the large barns. Next to the offshore boat.

Parents out of town, feeling bold, grabs moms keys, and heads to school in the 928. Then its time to drive home. She decides to take the back roads home, a road called Huron River Drive that (duh) follows a winding river. The first turn is tight, a devious reducing radius switch back turn that most folks would take at 25.

Car full of friends egging her one, she hits the first turn going roughly 50. The tail end of the car swung out, and by all accounts, there was a good 2-3 seconds where it seemed they were actually making their way through the turn. But she panicked.

The oversteer freaked her out, and she frantically steered into the turn, and let off the throttle. The car did as instructed, corrected course, and kept right on going....into the woods. They went down a shallow embankment and smashed into small trees and under brush.

In full panic, puts the car in reverse, and guns the engine. The car spins its wheels, but then gets traction, and then launch in reverse back up on to the road. All in the car reported that they probably got air in reverse reentering the road.

They drive a bit up the road, and pull off in road side scenic spot. The smell of burning rubber and fluids is strong. She says that she can't bear to look, and my friend gets out and looks at the front of the car. He doesn't know what to do or say. Then he makes eye contact with her and shakes hit head like, 'yeah...its really bad'. She burst out crying.

2 hours later. The guy that manages the horses on the property has come, arranged a tow, taken her back home. She calls her mother, and tearfully tells where what happened. Her mother asked her if she is ok, spoke with her for a bit, then told her, "well I'm just glad you are ok sweetheart".

And she never heard of it again. The car disappeared. When her parents returned from Florida, it was not a topic of conversation. Life went on as if nothing had happened.