[mattdavis11]

I did it all the time with the 'rents cars. Joy riding in the Porsche, doing burn outs in the Vette in high school. The one that takes the cake was mom's 1984 Olds custom cruiser station wagon. The parents left town for the weekend and it was on. 15 years old, hitting every place where it was cool to be seen, me and 4 of my buddies, one was 18 and I had a learners permit, he was drunk off his ass though, so it may not have been legal for me to be behind the wheel.

I took a sweeping turn a little too fast and the rear end broke loose. It was like a perfect baseball swing with the back end of the wagon pounding a brick mail box. The aftermath was disastrous, the people next door also lost one of their brick lighting platforms in the carnage.

I drove it home, didn't leave a note or anything, just left. The next morning there were bricks in my parents driveway, whole bricks. The street where the accident occurred was littered with bricks and mortar.

Our neighbors thought it would be wise to park it in the garage, I suppose they were right, the police never came by.

That was my mothers first and last brand new vehicle, and she'd probably still be driving it had I not destroyed it. She wouldn't even look at it afterward and I know she cried.

That was a difficult call to let them know at 2am, while they were on vacation.