I know I got a few OVIs and a whole bunch of suspensions for drugs.
A handful of traffic tickets pissy cops threw on to kick a guy while he is down.
My license has been suspended for longer than it had been valid now.
I am 29 and got my license when I was 16,
16 is also when I got my first suspension.
A power trippin cop wouldn't let me outta a ticket for going 87 in a 65 even though I offered him "anything I could do" to get out of it.
That one I had to go to court for, being a minor.
30 days for that.
All of my adult life has been running around high and drunk.
I started out my 18th birthday (and the last day of high school) by partying my ass off and I didn't want it to end so I just stayed out for months on end partying and sleeping on couches.
Withing a month I got my first suspension for xanax.
Doing rails of coke and later heroin.
I got my first DUI on July 5th of that year (I thought I could get away with driving drunk so long as it wasn't a holiday).
Never told my parents about any of my trouble which by now was a good half dozen or more drug or driving related offenses.
Then one day I borrowed their van so I could go pick up a midget for me and my buddy to screw.
I was haulin ass home going 97 in a 45 anxious to fuck this midget.
I had 7 or 8 bottles of liquor (some open) just rollin around in the back of the van.
It was dark outside and I passed a set of headlights that soon caught up and turned into police lights.
I pretended not to see them and figured I didn't have to pull over unless I heard a siren.
So I kept my mom's 93 Ford Aerostar going 97 in that 45 hauling my midget and booze trying to pretend I wasn't eluding the police.
I thought I lost the fuzz so I pulled into a driveway but my dumb ass couldn't figure out how to get the headlights off and the cops caught up and noticed them and put 2 and 2 together.
He was so pissed at me he called my mother who flipped the fuck out and meanwhile i am handcuffed and crying in the back off this cop car begging to just be let go and proclaiming my sorry.
The officer told me to shut up and quit telling him how to do his job.
He let me go after posting bail with my visa in his car.
The midget had to drive home though and I had a court date.
The judge threw some community service on top of the license suspension for driving with a suspended license and a speeding ticket.
I did try... to do my community service.
I got arrested doing it though.
I was smoking a blunt on break and these dogs that were in these cages outside, kept barking at me.
Some dick-weed cop walked around the building and yelled at me "Are you seriously smoking a blunt next to
MY dogs?"
It did explain why they were barking but that combined with all the drugs he found in my pocket when he searched me really pissed my PO off.
I spent Halloween weekend in jail :(
Everything was fine and dandy for about a year.
Sure I had to take some classes and a drug and alcohol course but that actually paid off.
While on smoke break at my drug and alcohol class a nice guy who was there offered to show my how to shoot my dope so I wouldn't have to snort it anymore.
Over the next year or 2 I got another DUI and several drug charges but when I started ODing all the time my criminal behavior turned into a mental health problem.
I got locked in a psych ward far away on the other side of the state.
It wasn't a rehab. It was a psych ward.
And I was there month.
It kinda balanced me out but I became a drunk.
I still popped pills.
But I wasn't shooting dope.
Then I got with a succubus and relapsed trying to kill her.
The next few years seem like a movie.
I can't even believe all that shit happened.
That I did all that stuff in my memories.
It doesn't feel like it was me.
I committed a lot of crimes.
It was all high risk/ low reward.
I was just so fucked up I was always down for anything.
I pimped out my "gf" to every person willing to pay me enough to go get a fix.
We both ended up possessed and our minds were under a control other than our own.
Her husband finally came back and picked her up.
The entire 2+ years we were together he would pay me $300-700 a week to "take care of her"
He didn't like her any either but he had really low self esteem.
He was jacked and looked like UPS driver and that is because he was.
But I think he was also a 40 year old virgin.
And in a weird twist the guys creepy alopecia having brother would always be trying to book hotel rooms for alone time with her and she WOULD GO!
It was a fucking mess.
But when she left my money dried up and my mom kicked me out after stealing everything of value from her.
I took her car one day to go get dope and I was shooting up on the on ramp and I took off but nodded out.
My foot got heavy and I was just bouncing off the median at 90 mph and some cunts called the cops who followed me off an exit to a neighborhood I was trying to ditch the car at.
By now I have so many warrants anyways that I never thought I would get out.
After a few weeks I was released on an OR bond to which I skipped and got high.
I told my PO everything that I was still getting high.
I was under investigation and had court dates out the ass.
I was homeless.
But anyways I fell off the flood wall and broke my hip and shoulder.
Ended up in a nursing home and rehab.
The judge figured I been through enough to have learned my lesson.
I been good ever since but when it comes to insurance companies they just look at the facts.
The fact is I have had to go to classes for 12 pointers twice now.
I know auto insurance wont be cheap for me.
I am going to keep looking.
