What I did that night ...

One night, just over a year ago, I went out drinking with friends in town, less than a mile away from my house. I had been out and about during the day and ended up stopping in town on a whim, parking my car on the high street. Three hours and several pints later, I started for home. However, my walk took me past my parked car, so I had the stupidest brainwave of my life. That's right - I got in and started to drive home. I ended up in a hedge, spent the rest of the night in a cell and was banned for eighteen months.

The banning was not the worst punishment. Living with what I had done was. I was so lucky that I was the only person involved and that I didn't even hurt myself badly. The size of the crack in the windscreen where my head smashed into it told me that I should be in much worse state than I am.

So as well as getting this out, a word of advice: If you drink and drive and you're lucky, the only life you screw up will be your own.

The stupidest part of that night: I actually made it home once and got out of my car! But I got back in and went cruising around. That was the most costly idea I ever had. I lost my car (which I'm still paying for), my license and my job (delivery driver).

I've never told anyone (that knows me) that last part and I don't think I ever will. It's stupid enough to drink and drive, but to do it when you've already got home once - that's just tempting fate!!

23 - Male - United Kingdom