lost two good friends and 5 were badly injured in a car crash, my mate being an idiot drove back from town pissed up, everybody piled in to his car but I went of with some bird, otherwise id of squeezed in there to. anyway he crashed on the way home one mate was dead at the scene, the mate who was driving was in hospital for months in a coma, they had to keep cutting his scull open to releave the pressure, I couldn't bring myself to even go and visit him, I feel guilty for that. I also, in a strange way, didn't want him to wake up, I no that sounds bad but if you knew him like I did, he wouldn