I’ve gotten one.
In a golf cart...on a golf course.
In '84 or so a casual HS drinking/party buddy of mine and 2 other weekend warriors commandeered 3 golf carts at a private course. As the story goes, hours of drunken fun barreling around the course under a full moon came to a close when local cops and security arrived on scene. The lads made a break for it and were seconds away from a clean getaway when one of the boys got sloppy and ended up flipping the cart. He was ejected and the cart landed right on top of him. He died en route to the hospital. Dear price paid for a night of silliness. I lost most of my right lung when I ate it while shytfaced doing 80+ on a Kawi @ 16. I'd be lying if I said that in intervening 45 years I never made any bad decisions as far as driving when I shouldn't have, sadly, but they've been rare and I've never been convicted of a DUI.
