Do you ever feel lucky to be alive?

I saw the aftermath of a terrible accident on my way home from work at 3 a. m. Sunday. The cops had the street blocked off. Somebody was driving way too fast on the wet street after the rain. They lost control, hit the island, and rolled their car. The roof was caved in and damn near every inch of the car was dented and battered. There were 2 dead people laying in the road who had been thrown from the vehicle, covered in white plastic. I used to haul ass down that street about 25 years ago like a dumb kid, winding my white trash race car up to about 130 mph on a long stretch of road between stop lights. It could have been me on many nights. I never drove fast on wet streets, though.

Do you ever feel lucky to be alive?
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