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Sorry this probably won't flow very well.

Lost control of my car at a pavement gravel transition. Admittedly I ran a stop sign too, I was paying more attention to the speedometer due to catching my self doing 100+ and not realizing it the day before. I know I wasn't speeding. I had one drink with this girl three or four hours before all of this. The cops had fun with this, they did not believe it in the least.

When I felt my car start to slide I thought I was going to be calling my friends to push it out. Next thing I know I'm laying in the ditch looking down the road and my car is upside down and a small fire. Ran to my car looking and yelling for her. Stuffed my shirt in the engine compartment to try and stop the fire, ended up with burns on my wrists. Crawled into the car looking for her, not found, please don't be under the car. Saw a car coming down the road and flagged them down. We tried to move the car and failed. More looking and screaming waiting for the cops and fire department.

When they got there they started the questioning. All I asked was about her. They strapped me to a board and put me in the ambulance. I begged and pleaded to be told about her, but they hadn't found her. They took me to the hospital and did the exam thing, when the doctors left two cops came in and handed me a price of paper to sign. I started reading it and asked what it was and was told to shut the hell up and sign it, they have to do this when ever there is a fatality. That's how I was told she died. I'd have rather had my head beat into a wall cuz that's what it felt like.

That's the short of it. Court clearly sucked. Seeing her mother be trotted up there for no real reason. I've never talked to the mother or her step dad. I have spoke with her Bio dad. I've also hung out with her younger sister and brother. I can't stand driving at night or gravel roads really, I get panicky. Few days go by that I don't think about it.

Terribly two years ago a very good friend was in an accident like the op's. Only he didn't live, talking to his old lady wasn't easy because of the amount of hate she had for the driver. It tore me up because I've been that guy.

Why do we always wait?

When I was in my early 20s a girlfriend said my left nut felt different than my right nut. Got it checked, they said it was similar to yours. Some vein issues and to keep an eye on it. Some time in my 30s I notice it hurts now and then. Now a second girl is telling me my left nut feels funny.

At this point there's two options. 1) stop getting blowjobs or 2) go to the doctor.

So after pissing on a pregnancy stick and getting a positive, and finding out lower back pain is a symptom of testicular cancer... Off to the doc I went.

With in one week it was removed.

The doc grabbed me by the shoulder and showed me the scans and admonished me for how close it came to rupturing. He told me they used to just book guys in because they tended to not show up. Damn.

So I show up the next day with my balls shaved, and a sharpie mark saying "this side". That's when I learned they don't cut the sac. Nope, it's in the abdomen and they take all the plumbing with it. Good times!

Then you get to spend a few days with ice on your junk. Find out you have a reaction to pain pills. Pass out in front of your family and wake up to medics.

Oh Lefty how I've missed you since you left me. Still need to find a tattoo artist to ink "404 nut not found" down there. Figure that's a safer joke than what I joked about with the dentist.

While I understand the hate that would be directed towards the person, I can assure you that the feelings of that person are still real. I can tell you that the human mind will inflict its own form of hell on the person. There is little worse than hearing a crying mother wish you to hell in court. That was eleven years ago and it still eats away at me that I directly caused someones death.

Addition: saw the comment on how drunk/high the driver was. That is hateable.