{"id":180,"date":"2009-07-29T12:00:45","date_gmt":"2009-07-29T16:00:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/?p=180"},"modified":"2009-07-29T12:02:52","modified_gmt":"2009-07-29T16:02:52","slug":"youth-immortal","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/?p=180","title":{"rendered":"Youth Immortal"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.detnews.com\/article\/20090729\/METRO01\/907290373\/1409\/METRO\" target=\"_blank\">Three kids died a couple of miles from my house yesterday<\/a>.\u00a0 Two of them lived right in my small Detroit suburb.\u00a0 Any one of them could be my son in 10 years.<\/p>\n<p>Three teenagers in a car, on their way to another friend&#8217;s house.\u00a0 For whatever reason, the driver decides to pick it up a notch.\u00a0 And then another.\u00a0 At 90 mph, I imagine he&#8217;s thinking, <em>&#8220;Fuck yeah.\u00a0 Gunna hit a hundred.\u00a0 Just 10 more.&#8221;<\/em> The passengers may have been scared and telling him to slow down, but I think they were more likely laughing wildly.\u00a0 At 18 you&#8217;re immortal and 100 mph is something to be experienced.\u00a0 Something to tell your friends about later, like a badge you can wear saying, &#8220;I drove 100+ mph&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I don&#8217;t know how anyone survives their youth.\u00a0 I think it&#8217;s got to be more luck than anything else.\u00a0 When I was 18, I remember a dozens of times eerily similar to what I described above.\u00a0 Not all in a car, screaming towards fate at double or triple the speed limit.\u00a0 There are plenty of other ways for a teenager to <span style=\"text-decoration: line-through;\">die<\/span> live.\u00a0 But at least one time was 5 of us in a car, driving too fast, even though we knew it was too fast.\u00a0 The country road was slick as it had just rained, but when you&#8217;re a teenager, you love to go fast.\u00a0 We should have been able to slow down for the turn, but it was wet and we were going too fast&#8230; like we knew it was and we were.\u00a0 We were laughing and clutching at the seats, handles, and sides inside of the car, just wondering when Chris would start slowing down for the curve ahead.\u00a0 Loving the moment.\u00a0 The wheels slid&#8230; because it was wet&#8230; we went off the road instead of turning with the curve&#8230; because we were going too fast&#8230; and hit a telephone pole at probably 35 &#8211; 45 mph.<\/p>\n<p>No one died.\u00a0 We hit the pole on the front corner of the car which allowed some momentum to be redirected elsewhere.\u00a0 In fact, the only one who was hurt was myself with a minor cut on my leg.\u00a0 We all walked away from the car and shakily called the police from a nearby home.\u00a0 Someone said later on that another 6 inches towards the center of the car and we&#8217;d all have died.\u00a0 That may or may not have been true, but even if it wasn&#8217;t, we were courting death for those few seconds and instinctively, we knew it.<\/p>\n<p>The three teenagers in the wreck yesterday were not so lucky.\u00a0 They didn&#8217;t hit the brick and cinder block sign on just the front corner of their car.\u00a0 The only place to which their momentum was redirected was straight into their bodies.\u00a0 From 100 mph to 0 in under a second is a lot of force to absorb&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-182\" title=\"car_crash\" src=\"http:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/car_crash.jpg\" alt=\"car_crash\" width=\"600\" height=\"401\" srcset=\"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/car_crash.jpg 600w, https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/07\/car_crash-300x200.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 600px) 100vw, 600px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&#8230;even when you&#8217;re immortal.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Three kids died a couple of miles from my house yesterday.\u00a0 Two of them lived right in my small Detroit suburb.\u00a0 Any one of them could be my son in 10 years. Three teenagers in a car, on their way to another friend&#8217;s house.\u00a0 For whatever reason, the driver decides to pick it up a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[115,114,113],"class_list":["post-180","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-abandon-all-hope","tag-death","tag-kids","tag-teenager"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/180","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=180"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/180\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":184,"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/180\/revisions\/184"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=180"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=180"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/knk.codlin.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=180"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}