re: Embarrassing stories from your childhood

I flipped my truck at the beginning of my senior year on a dirt road. I forgot something and sped home to get it and missed a turn I had made 100 times before.

Came out unscathed, but had to walk 2 miles home.

My dad collected the insurance and then made me pay to get it fixed but knew the guy fixing it and said to leave the holes where they popped it out and the wrinkles and dents all over.

When I got it back a month later it smoked like crazy but still drove. I had to drive it to school everyday till May.

At the last school announcement before graduation on our football field my principal asked if I could do a few donuts beforehand to kill off mosquitos in front of the entire HS.

I drove to school with a new truck the next day.