cry me a river

by alex

Recently, three teenagers died in a car wreck on one of my favorite bike loops. Apparently, they were drinking and driving, and the driver (BAC of 0.067) decided it would be a good idea to push his Mustang to over 100 MPH. They hit a bunch of trees, and the car pretty much exploded, leaving so much carnage that the investigators initially couldn’t even figure out who was driving. (They solved that question by taking blood samples off the driver’s airbag and doing some DNA testing).

When I was in college, we used to joke that whoever was the least drunk would drive us home. In this accident, that actually was the case, as the two passengers had BACs of 0.183 and 0.166. The difference is, we recognized it as a joke, and didn’t actually drive drunk.

I feel bad for their families — no one should have to be subject to that sort of loss — but as for the kids themselves, they pretty much got what they deserved. Darwin wins again.

(This post originally written 30-October-2005)