“Car flipped over on him - waist on up - flipped on me - waist on down - broke my back in three places. In a fraction of a second, I woke up in a shock trauma unit. I had tubes coming out of me. I couldn't move. I was paralyzed from the waist down.”
“The car, in the accident, killed my friend. He was driving. I only had two beers that whole day. My friend was pretty wasted. I should have been driving, but that's the way things work out.”
