The car swerved around the sharp mend giving a narrow miss to the on-coming bus.
"Dad, slow the hell down!"
"No! It's YOUR fault for missing the bus and I'm not missing work because of you!"
Every time I missed the bus, my dad would drive so fast and so recklessly to get me to school. Normally, I wouldn't mind, because it's sunny and you can see, but it's raining...hard.
"DAD! I DON'T CARE IF I DON'T GET TO SCHOOL ON TIME, JUST SLOW DOWN!"
"WELL I CARE IF I'M LATE FOR WORK, AND YOU WOULDN'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THIS SHIT IF YOU HADN'T MISSED THE DAMN BUS AGAIN, YOU LAZY, WHINY PIECE OF SHIT!"
I was shocked. I knew my dad got pissed whenever I missed the bus, but I didn't think he was always THIS angry. He then went on a full rant about how lazy I am, but it's not my fault. During his rant, he turned to face me and we crashed into a dump truck.
That's as much as I could remember before the world went dark and I blacked out.