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My burn out moment happened, on my friends 16th bithdate, we got him really drunk, he was on the passangers side screaming out the window, half of his body sticking out as well, any in our city of mount washington there is not street lights, so were driving pretty fast, and this happened so quick, there was a guy ona bicycle with no reflectors and no lights, i coudant break soon enough, and what happened was that my freind with half his body sticking out hit the guy on the bicycle, knocked him right of the bike, down the hill, and my friend had 2 brocken ribs, luckly the that was the only seriouse injury, and to top it of the guy in the bicycle was telling us he is very sorry, for not having proper safety equipment, i coudn't belive it, it happen so quick. but at the end evreything was fine except for 2 brocken ribs.

My burnout moment? Head on collision with a Semi on the highway. I spun off and twisted around into the guardrail. Heres the lesson guys: 4 months in the hospital and 2 years of rehab and I'm permanently disabled. True Story.

I was driving late one night and went to sleep at the weel. When I woke up, I noticed I killed a cow.

My burnout moment was when my mum drove from Mississippi to Illinois at 95 mph from 3am to 7am. Off the main expressway so she wouldn't get caught.

Back in 2001 I had a camaro with 2 1/2" exhaust. It was Spring of my Junior year. My highschool had a dirt parking lot. I was giving a friend of mine a ride home and it was the first time they had been in my car and I decided to scare the bejesus out of him. I took off down the parking lot, which was completely full. We quickly approached the end of the aisle and the only way to go was a 90 degree turn to the right. I spun the wheel quickly to the right, then back to the left as the car yawed, seemingly out of control. My passenger gripped the side of the door and I was grinning from ear to ear. However, that smile quicikly went away as I completed my drift and all my tires quit spinning. The next aisle over, the Dean and the Student Resource Officer (the Sheriff Deputy assigned to the school) had seen the entire incident as my loud exhaust had betrayed my apparently illegal stunt.

Tucker (the Dean) began yellling at me to get my attention. I had to stop. He asked me "What are you doin"?, then told me to park and come into his office. My passenger was informed that he would have to find another ride home. I held my head high as I walked into the Dean's office with the Deputy.

The Dean asked me again what I was thinking and why I did that (the drift). I didn't have a lot to say, so he called my father. Tucker told my dad what I had done, saying that I had "almost spun out." It was quite funny to me, although I acted remorseful because I knew I was going to get a ticket.

The SRO informed me that he would be writing me a ticket for "improper change of land or course" and my punishment from the Dean was that I could not park on campus for 3 weeks. It ended up costing me about $150, but my reputation on campus for my driving ability was noted by my class and most of my teachers.

My best burnout moment was when I went out with some of my older friends (22 & 24) and we did 114MPH in his Lancer VIII, I love those things!!