The Last Kiss by Frank J Wilson
The first time I heard this I was about 11 yrs old and my older sister started to cry when it was over. During that summer the local teenage rowdy drinker (Johnny) was out drinking and driving with the absolutely prettiest girl in our small local town, late at night they went off the road and hit an approach and she was decapitated. Johnny lived but died in his early 30's from drinking anti-freeze. I hear it on the radio about every 8-10 years and an instant flashback to 55 yrs ago...
