New Years Eve some 30 years ago. Myself and 2 buddies decide to have our own party and cruise up to Cape Cod, "just because"... After to many hours and to much beer and blackberry brandy. We're going down some road and it just disappears into a lake! We freak out and figure some terrible tragedy had occured so we spin the car around and hustle back to this gas station we saw earlier. We pull in and ask the fella standing in there what happened to the road? He says "What Road?", we yell back, "the road that turns left down here and it's under water now"! He says, shaking his head, "THAT'S A BOAT RAMP YOU DUMBASSES"! "You boys better get your butts home, You've had enough!" We all stared at each other and realized he was right. Feeling about 2 inches tall we headed home. Once we got to 195 west we all settled in for the trip home and of course we all fell asleep! We awoke to the sounds of the car smacking off the guard rail on the right side. We pulled over and had to get out of the drivers door as the right side was trashed!

I'll just leave it at the next morning was pure hell. From our hangovers to our parents... It wasn't good. But we realized we're lucky to be alive!