Here's another I've learned, and I hope you don't have to learn it the same way I did. Hopefully you'll learn it just from reading this. Anyway, here it is: Never, ever, drive anyone else's car, ever if you're not a primary/insured driver of said car. Ever.
Here's why: Last weekend we're driving down to Willamette Pass for some snowboarding. I'm driving Friend A's car, following friend B. Friend A is riding with Friend B, with some other friends. Friend B's brother passes us, and Friend B follows his brother who was also headed for the pass. Friend B's brother drives fast. Not knowing how to get to the Pass, I try my best to keep up with Friend B with Friend A's car. The roads got progressively worse. Friend B starts passing some cars to keep up with his brother, so I get over to follow Friend B. Friend A's car loses traction and into the guard rail on the opposite side of the road I go. Fortunately there was no oncoming traffic, or I and my passenger would be dead. Actually dead. Thanks, "friends".
I yell over the radio and my "friends" in Friend B's car have no idea what has just happened. I explain to them, quite (impressively) calmly what has happened, while getting back on my side of the road to catch up. I lose traction again, and Friend A's car slides into the middle of the road. I put on the hazard lights and drive 20 mph until I catch up, screaming at my "friends" to pull the frick over. They do and in a few minutes I catch up and pull over too. We look to see the damage to the car, decide there isn't anything we can do right then, and continue, get this, just one more mile and we're arrive at Willamette Pass.
Long story not too long, there are now two possible outcomes: For driving to the best of my ability, to simply keep up with the driver in front of me so I can get to a destination that I have never been to, nor know how to get to, and the car that I'm driving losing traction because of conditions and the speed of the driver ahead of me I either get to A) pay $600 or B) let insurance cover it and rates increase greatly. I can't afford either option, and somehow I doubt my parents will be thrilled to pay up.
"Don't worry about it," Friend A tells me after we arrived at the Pass. So I try not to, and do my best to enjoy snowboarding. But now there's this. Don't worry about it? Yeah, right. Thanks, "friends."
What's the moral of the story? I'll say it again: Never, ever, drive someone else's car. Something could happen to you that you don't expect, nor deserve, and you could end up in a similar situation, or even a worse one.
Trust me, you don't want to be around me right now...
