I was riding in the same car when my friend was killed while her boyfriend was doing 80mph on a 35mph winding backroad and slammed into a tree. Her boyfriend and the friend sitting next to me had an airlift for each of them which cost $10,000. The guy sitting next to me broke most of the left side of his face when he slammed into my forehead, requiring over $100,000 worth of surgery and three titanium plates put in to help put everything back together, on top of needing the use of the Jaws of Life to free him from the wreckage. I assume my friend was killed by a combination of a concussion and contusion, and it was one of the toughest moments of my life watching her pass away before my very eyes as the pleural space around her lungs expanded, suffocating her in the process. My 10 minute ride to the hospital was $800, and I was the luckiest of the bunch, walking away with cuts and bruises only. I would get home from the ER by 4:30am that night, only to see the very surreal scene of the accident on Fox News with the car being hauled out of the area.
With that said, its stupid to speed. But it's only human nature at play. If people make a fast car, there are other people who will find out just how fast it can go.
The KJ is not a fast car, but I have driven it to 115mph with traffic nearby. There is a certain rush to breaking the law and risking death. It's similar to the rush someone gets from doing drugs (and I know because I'm in the medical field, and I used to do lots of drugs).
People can preach all they want about being safe, and I agree with them as much as they are entitled to their opinion. There are those who live on the edge regardless, and it might take something really bad to make them realize how valuable and fragile life is.
Did I learn my lesson after what happened? Certainly. But I am also entitled to my own catastrophe.
I would rather die in a fiery car crash than in my bed, or getting run over, or by some disease, or by random gang violence.
But thats just me.
